Pretty Little Thing
what a pretty girl
what juicy lips and
swaying hips
such beauty in your eyes
wether they be blue, brown,
or green such intellect and
emotions that i see there
I love to make you moan in pleasure
I hate it when cause my love for you
is deep inside
I want to give the world to you and
then serve you cake. Still tragedy is spying
on everyone's life I may not treat like a women
should be treated we may fall out of love and
you may have bruises on your face and arms
because of me and you life may not go the
way we planned you see. Maybe it's just me but
if i could die by your side I would do it with all of gods
love in me. And If I could give provided you with the sweet children
that we'd planned the ones that continue on in our footsteps I would do this
to just for you.
But If it's not me and we simply cannot be I'll wait till you find some
who would give you what i couldn't
Till then my love
I'll treasure you
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