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"stelletos" poems
She had a new man every other week But they all had something in common                            MONEY I'd see her leave every night and come home every morning With a different man All drove luxury cars Wore fancy suits And shiny watches I was curious how she did it She would come and leave The most fabulous woman I've seen She'd come home with Versace, Prada, and Gucci bags Always wearing dark designer shades and black stelletos Hair done up, not a single flaw on her skin She was fabulous and a *****
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 3:16 AM UTC
***** from down the street