sayin what u think but cant find the words to communicate... neva jibberish unless that playful side wants to goof n get intimate... down feel the feel of lets do it til life runs out... do u know my kind or am i somethin new to the way u believe men pout..? a different type in the way im bred i dont do well with the bs the used to accept the comfort given in... i aint built that way n wont allow self to be spread thin.. old school n kickin it with a side of reason u might find it to soothe that wonder u dream of... i aint afraid to step to the line n whisper in ya ear settin u off... gentle truths so u dont fade away from me is worth u comin around to the acknowledgement of i aint like anything you eva seen... as it gonna cost u time for my luv doesnt come easy nor is it cheap... u can pay me with that tenderness but hold the emotion down so that craziness u claim doesnt lunge at my use... grown is how i get to walkin in my footsteps playin cat n mouse with gettin loose... knowin what to say is only the beginnin of life changin before the eyes as it will neva go back to the way it was before eva again... where is it u stand..?
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