Serena blair

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raise the shade
will youse dearie?
rain
wouldn’t that
get yer pussy but
we don’t care do
we dearie we should
worry about the rain
huh
dearie?
yknow
i’m love
sorry for awl the
poor girls that
gets up god
knows when every
day of their
lives reds
aint you,
oo-oo. dearie
not so
hard dear
you’re killing me
Palomar Calvino

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AnonymousAnonymousover 6 years ago
Ya das poem ist

killing mir

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