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Poetry By: boondocksaints

yep. Bored. Comment and i'll read yo' writings. Thanks. Sorry bout format. Dont have a computer. On phone. Cant. Ad. Just. Sar. Ray.

Submitted:Jan 19, 2012    Reads: 60    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

Is she in it for love or for sex. She hated me until seeing my pecs? Loved me when seeing my ceps? Screams for me while in bed. Repays me by giving me head. Dreams of me when all alone. Squirms for me when at her home. Talks dirty for hours over the fone. Pleases me when in my car. In the backseet at the bar. On the first day we went so far. I went in and she screamed mar. I think she needs me so much. She tenses and giggles at the slightest touch. Like when my tongue grazes her she will blush. And i dont mind she has a big bush. I want her to love me forever. Shes cute but not all that clever. Kinda dumb like florida whether. Its winter but hot get your shit together. She hates the fact that i am me. She cant stand the things i see. Like when i stare strait at her chest. I love her eyes but her second set is the best. Better than all the rest. Shit, idk. Does she love me or just want sex. Am i complaining if its the first or the next. FUCK NO


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