Goup Poems - Poems about Goup

...I think I’ve lived another life, Black Leather is my secret vice. Its smell is faintly naughty… On my skin it feels quite nice. I think I was a wild thing, Sorry I can not tell for sure. But......

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...Burning wide black shaded eyes squint,steal a blurred glimpse and shut as stinging tears mixed with facial muck smear Gazing in the bathroom mirror my eyes teared honey lime until my vision be......

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