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oh my days, J.

It's the blue eyes,
the honey skin,
It's his big hands,
how he looks at me with sin.
It's how he makes me feel,
when he moves in close,
how he bows down his head,
and my heart just grows.
He makes my head spin,
I feel so stupid,
but I close my eyes and grin.
I don't want to loose what I have,
but there is something pulling me in,
and it's driving me mad.

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Publicerad 2023-01-16 10:22

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