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Superficial things

Some of the attention

I put not on memory

Because I like bona fide

Do not want a junkyard after me

Someone who is stupid and naive

It was me as a 16 year old

Now i’m in another part of life

You should back off for I decide who sends me pictures

Do not want to have the crotch or boobs on the image in the face

Is not so desperate

Have myself a pussy that needs no other or additional

Is the passion I want

Regardless of sex

No fucking  fuss about superficial things rah rah

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Girl power

You should fit your tongue

Wolverine as hell

Don’t think I’ve lived life at all

From any suburb and lived with gold spoon

Brain dead you are judging me

Always trying to get me to the weaker sex

If you take sugar prices from me again read this

Cut when you least expect

Without mercy and forgiveness

Now I’ve had enough

Listening and explained to utilize my hospitality

For it was true that my friend said

Be careful with yourself

Oh would not die with hatred and selfishness. ..

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Model with flows

The party is sweet

Old times reminds

Some faces stays

Ages remains only one digit

I was with Gala’s Queen

For years I was a member at Technoir In Saints ‘ diva first class

With a little crazy man over who got to taste the fist

Not from me

But I had the most fun of my life that night

Do not get me the same

Got a story to talk about

Mohican and cornrows

You know who I am

But we will never get married

She is the model with several styles

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Social authoritys

Social authorities to annoys me

And I can’t handle them anymore

The concept has been many through life

But as I wait patiently every time

Like fools, they pull on the

And people will suffer for it

You are not rich and no minor goes straight into the trap

But I feel no guilt for my flaws

It belongs to life

The idiots know exactly how many years they have seen me here

But I know that they love to stick left

As a number

No one else should see its secrets

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Repeats in dreams

I recognize you from somewhere

Seen your hands on my skin

Forbidden thought …

Kisses blasphemed in dreams

But I love it

Male and female

Both have two

And it is human

I walk this road

And I close my eyes

I recognize you from somewhere

Perhaps the far East or near me

Why do you feel anything

I say as before

It repeats itself in my poems