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There is Question I Can’t Askmore

We Do Own Ourselves it must have been a thousand “Are you okay?” today for kissing your curves 4 hours long tell me “You own me.” or “I’m all yours.”or whatever to declare but falling in love are fool “We do own ourselves.” you teach me already 2019 There is Question I Can’t Askmore an […]

The First Murder

The Bitten Apple   there was An Apple. on A Man’s dining table A Man plucked it from a tree in front of his house. He fell in love with the color of its skin. refreshing and teasing.   but He was full and left The Apple on the table when He drove to hang […]