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John B Jul 2014
Broken, token, laugh it off and smoke then

Pass it off and joke man

Got another pope man,

Slow jam, grindin on a *** and

Oh and!, little did I know she was a big fan

This and find-that-shes-more-into, the kissn 'n' friskin

Maybe that or acting like a kitten,

  So smitten, brisk listen? ***** glistens, so minx like,

Hair, like the haze, of-a-tracer on fair night

Eyes pierce the soul, she'll see any lie comn

Even dumb men, dare-not-try

Have you seen her? you would know man, that's no lie

None compare, gotta stare and her home is the sky as she glides

Its-just-not-fair, how the ground lets her fly

As if the higgs field laments at her stride, a power outside of time,

A crowd slack jawed once shes by, some how I'm catching her eye,

Well-as-they-say-in-poker, guess ill just let it ride...
See were things go, maybe if shes a good hand by the river ill go all in but the flop has been good to me, i'll work to reciprocate...

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love is a gamble peace of mind for a peace of ***, peace of mind never seems to be a prize on the table in kind, if you see a happy couple you don't know the whole story, if you did happy would not be displaced by delusional or worse....

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