Have you been missed,

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Yes U r,

I do.

As i want,

to keep you make me, to be. . .

I will not say it,

Its in your eyes,

I’d fidget myself into a corner,

not wanting to get next to you,

yet in a single phrase.

Please i need to hear it,

Three little words,

please let me hear it from you,

if you can not,

lets dare not,

Luv u anyway k.

Oooh dang, what. ,

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Go ahead control me with your snaring dimples.

I can lock in and be lost in your controversial spaghetti hairs.

Its so convenient tha you can coordinate your smile, swag and that swinging hips of yours.

One might counsel me not to even look at that proficient eyes of yours, coz u see,

I am in love with you.

I asked your

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Advice,

then you kept my mouth at bay.

Advise,

after that you aggressively kept me of my reflex,

although you tried being apologetic about our subject at hand.

Approximately already loving every minute of this objective discourse

in nothing of nonsensical debates that never ends,

It would be fun,

we end up naked in a 69.

Eye sea U

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Coming back to you,

comes full circle and i have gone too far not having you,

I want your needs fulfilled in my lips, arms and waist near me,

just to know i am consoled,comforted and soothed by your eyes.

The long and winding path inside your loving and jitted ways of kisses gives me none,

alas missing the kisses we both can give into our lives,

in the glory days of loving each other.

😂😃😄😅😆😉😍😘😗😙😍😘😗😗😙😚😇😇😇

in loving memoria

en

S. 21-34.

😎😎😎😎😆🤔😣

El suportido de modelo en mi vida

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Ganyan ang aking dapat estillo,

pero di ako ang gumawa,

kahit na- sya pa rin ang gusto kong maging

modelo sa buhay ko,

keysa maki pag wapahnation sa mga khups,

na sobra ang ego nila.

Well at least,

i know who to idolize after you,

does not matter who,

but to say the least,

she is real to me,

not just another figure in the background.

The memory of flowers

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To be a bumbleebee of one’s dandelion,

lightly touch as you prick the life into life,

a fruit that seems diabetic at the stem,

to which the love would, could, and really be,

an eternity when the love of a honey,

does not submit to a bumblebee.