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What does she see in this fellow? He uses bleaching cream on his ugly face. A scissors has never touched his shaggy hair. He wears earrings like a woman. The waist of his trousers is always below his posterior.
A genuine lust of morning'sVoiceThere I slumber, and ponderAbout the tresspassers of the dayAnd the smell of the roses fill theCream cooled air of my mindWhile my arrival is very slow and timed
The sound of his breath loud The springs of the bed squeak The tear rolling down my face Just the rhythm of my heart beat The memories come flying back I never thought I'd feel like this
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