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In Loves choke-hold I resist frenetically
for air to breathe. My heart beats slower & slower pathetically I tried to make it stop. Love laughs and releases me I fall limp on cloud 8. Grasping for the flavor of something everlasting drenched in whip cream with a cherry top. |
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![]() This is for you:) |
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Edited by
brwnkimba
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Tue 09/21/10 04:55 PM
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Thank you kc0003
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Daisuke
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Sorry...just admiring the scenery.. (nice back muscles.... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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uh huh ... what ^^^^^^she said
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humm, now I'm admiring the chest muscles
![]() ![]() Don't we all want something wrapped in whip cream and a cherry? ![]() ![]() |
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humm, now I'm admiring the chest muscles Don't we all want something wrapped in whip cream and a cherry? Whip cream? Well alright but I was thinkin more about body paint ![]() ![]() sorry kimba ![]() but dayum ![]() |
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