leaving it to chance pt2
Leave it to chance pt2
By Natal
I try to lye still but in my mind she confines me I can't believe it...
I can't conceive it...
Trying to run away but to play with her I want to achieve it...
Lost in thought translucent appearance...
She on me butt in hands I haven't achieved shit...
I want to be in her mind...
Soft sweet divine...
I need an intervention...
In my mind my personalities are mending...
I would go to a psychiatrist but to a psychiatrist my psychiatrist will be spending...
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Nate the Great
this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.
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