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He loves my waist beads He loves my hair Even the few strands that have never gotten touched by those last two ether He loves the gaps in my teeth that let words Im too afraid to speak slip between them He loves my freckles He loves my.past life He guides me along my present And had best wishes for my future And even though he begs not to be v worshipped .He is god embodied in a mere man Yes this poem is for you good God child -meh This poem is dedicated to the three loves of my life My spirit guide My guardian angel And my earthly love Cazador Baseel And Maxwell I love you guys dearly And I.thank you for seeing the beauty in me v even when Im too blond to see it.myself
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 09:17:18 +0000

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