So much for those eyne

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                    Mine eyne
                   Their crush
                        Lust
                       Muse
                    paint you 
                     'pon slip
                    with quill

               Your mammillae
                       their 
         eyne capturing moundz
                 their burst
         every mine see uv their
             swollen attention
          from mine first touch
                      kiss
          begging maw's want
                    dreamt
                  I capture

                      Yet
            They'll never see
                 Mine look
                 just yours
           Your eyes az mine
                reached for
                 remember

              The sum shall 
                 your lips
                 their lisp
                remember
 
               "jaymesss"
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