Her lips on mine this poem is not about me or anyone i know i just wrote it cuz thats the way it goes she was pretty, beautiful, and dressed in pink the wind blew in her hair and I couldn’t think I needed to feel her lips on mine just once and ill be fine so I got it............ but then I wanted... Sign in to see full entry.
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