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I Am Not My Face

I am not my face Aw, she's so pretty and filled with desires. Just to look at her take some higher to a place, beyond her face. imagine Nations running wild, mental slip forgetting that she’s still a child The thoughts in their heads go beyond wow. how could one get those thoughts from just an innocent smile not caring if the brains are there. Some rather her head we feel with hot air but she's wanting them to stop and wait, get to know me take me on a date. her looking forward to all types of adventures and thrills. Not even knowing he doesn't have Netflix and he doesn’t want to chill. Only once to chill just for one night getting to know her is far from his sight. All he sees is the things in his head while she’s oblivious to the fact of what he imagines she do in bed. It's sad he Could never save her grace only if she knew to say, I am not my face.

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