Day dreams I am the ghost writer I could be much brighter, but then it would surely defeat Every intention whatever I mention And I suppose you would call me a cheat, I have had my chips but I can't refuse lips that are soft and pulsating with heat I know it is funny but it is also a treat And I... Sign in to see full entry.
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