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A Way With Words Is A Way To Lie.

A way with words is a way to lie.

A wilting flower is only a pry.

A writing dame is a sight slight.

A writing musk is her bane.

A diet plan is her move and only her bane.

Sunidhi

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10 months ago

A holding leave.

A telling lie.

A smoldering height.

A night of her deep.

A six of her heaven. Mine.

A thought to become her mouth.

A night to become her shilp.

A night won't give me up.

A sad would suddle me.

A sight war of my babe.

Only you darlin'.

Only her babe.

Bebe.

Sunidhi


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10 months ago

A cusp, a Bruce loud thud of his.

A lisp, a prying heart of mine.

A love thing, a lovelier light of hers.

A love for two is never enough.

A lifetime till I make her love.

He loves her night till she sings on the beaches.

A lovelier lone wind of her might.

A night. Of her wind.

Her might to the dust.

Her light to the vasp.

She is a cute doll of her dye.

A child is six feet two.

A swimming swan.

A beach on the wallsand.

A quick love on cheap walls.

A chime till winds go far off.

A night till her shine becomes mine.

Sunidhi


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10 months ago

A sight of her lonely soil.

A night of her deemed sadness.

A cusp of her wind showing.

A night of her den, a loved heirloom.

A night of her living den is my might of mist.

A light of her gargle speaks Eden and not wrist.

A love-loft . A head and night ready love.

A lot of the tight and the move a night to love.

A life. A thought of her gadget was all the pain that took nights out of the air in zero hypocrisy of headers.

We are living or sherrying.

A night hypothesis.

A boom.

Sunidhi


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10 months ago

Her love in her moon love.

Her love in her saint daint love.

Her love in his height of circumference.

Her love inside mine.

Her die inside my lie.

My love to knit her knot.

Her becoming a whose not wise love.

He was lie giving-hole and her tight knot evolved in two.

Sunidhi


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