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she gets the bozack
to express her thoughts and love
devotion
emotion
love 
and tenderness
she wishes me to be her's
that she speaks in phrases
 of devote speakings
she see's thru the night
were the windows are
up from her hot breath
and his tender kisses
he wishes to be her but
she neglects his needs
to satisfy her desires
the baddest turnup chic
this Buster had ever known
life beyond the need of needing
her wealth made her more desirable
to persue
that her ethics and mean spirted ways
worstened in the eyes of her beloved
and those who wished to love her
that these men wish to tame the storm of her
foolish ego
that she wished to battle like the men
and persue the vain presence that men persue
that just being their could cause 
others to speak her name as person
and bow to her as queen
the forest are of trees
yet this stumping place is of wood

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