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Underthebed

the phone is RINGING...... i know who it isn't i have to get out from under the bed i have to do what i said i am going to be nice i will not be sad or mad or the perception of bad but, oh....honey it is so sweet and dark under here i can almost feel your breath in my ear your whisper your lips oh, babe, YOUROUR lips but oh, now i must do as i promised because if i am honest i don't want to be talked about in the missions so i will do as i said and i will pullllllllll myself out from under the bed with a heavy dead heart. janetta harrington

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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