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First I'm sour them I'm sweet I didn't know I taste like your favorite treat Didn't know my moans were the rhythm to heart. Didn't know I would fall this hard My wall were stack so tall couldn't believe that for once the enemy became a friend . I couldn't believe that this was happening but not in my head but between my legs You saw the things other were begging to see. You got to explore the inner world of the good girl the good stuff the good good . What I didn't know that you would disappear because what happen was unintended A us wasn't promise but truth hurt so I pretended that I or we would have a happy ending . But then you were her telling her be mine all I wanted was to be yours. A two minute wait turn into a two year wait as if you could put me on pause at your command Press play when it was in your advantage If patience is key why wasn't it only me waiting for your reply I guess I was waiting in line waiting for text that would be sent down in order of importance First is the worst Second is the best Never made it to the last Because it doesn't exist

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