when it is quiet

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By waterlily •

when it is quiet i remember your eyes how they burned inside of me how i felt like a real wombman 2 when it is quiet your wit is a riot i wish you wood take the pressure off but you only dream of metal hand cuff when it is quiet i remember your skin your need to win and the fact i am Finn when it is quiet i remember your beautyfull mouth my refusal of you going down south how i knew you wood make me pay when it is quiet i remember your hair the color the flair savior faire

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December 5, 2005 22:44love nothing >>--

yes i am very arrogant bite me haha j/k but yea..

December 8, 2005 01:36waterlily

why RR u so very aRRogant? hmm>oh.how eye do wish eye could bite u good! knot j/k either

December 8, 2005 21:13Amy Mc

she makes your mouth water. and the lillies are her punishment. she would deffinitly be okay with a femme. if thats what she was. If she wasn't its okay too. you can be as femme as you are. I'll love you for it. I like a femme. I like a butch. But i might like a femme better i don't know. just come over. from a looney stage artist
if its you then come please sexy baby i'll make it good for you.