The Deceiver : A Freewrite Poetry.
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Won't we rather wait, take the shame
Closer and closer, deeper please, Dame
Stroke like never before
Kiss, hug, touch, booze, liquor
Honey, honey, love you honey
Panting for more breathe
Ow, ouch, each moaning with deep stroking
Till the seed from his dick leaves.
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All ways all, it seems
Trust be earned, hard way learned
To what end is this friend
Who each day wouldn't for me fend
A kiss, a hug, I could tell
Was all he could gladly present
Friends are we, just friends
I have given more than friends.
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Truth be told, my mind starts to shake
Is this love, friends or shame
Cool as it is, I've enjoyed the days
But not going anywhere, it's getting lame
Honey, sweetie, I love you
None could enter my head now
The future loom.
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And one day I start to think
What if, what if am deceived
Dame phone could answer my feel
Many honey, sweetie abound there
Cried, cried, all days cried
Jilted was our story, deceived.
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