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Blue Collar Raw
Went from white collar to Blue
Never looked back
Always an opposite
No regrets
My hands are rough
Calloused focus
You lay next to me
in a whiskey haze
My gray beard
Against your lovely skin
Tracers and marks
Tell our story
Never looked back
Always an opposite
No regrets
My hands are rough
Calloused focus
You lay next to me
in a whiskey haze
My gray beard
Against your lovely skin
Tracers and marks
Tell our story
Published 10th Mar 2017
| Edited 11th May 2018
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Anonymous
11th Mar 2017 00:12am
Damn, Boss.. dig this..
Dave
Dave
11th Mar 2017 00:25am
11th Mar 2017 2:33am
Anonymous
11th Mar 2017 4:38am
I can't see you feeling comfy within your own skin following the rules of others...you're a rule maker...Poe wears nothing but a black or blue collar... ;)
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11th Mar 2017 10:31am
I personally don't do with rules but I want everyone else to follow them. Contrarian all the way babe You get me X
Anonymous
11th Mar 2017 10:10pm
I most certainly do and I smile wide knowing it! 😁 xo
Anonymous
11th Mar 2017 3:07pm
This piece is straight up sexy. Very much like!
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6th Jul 2024 6:58pm
Omg this is perfect. Have a working man’s hands on your body after a slow whiskey night… the fuck!
6th Jul 2024 6:58pm
Omg this is perfect. Have a working man’s hands on your body after a slow whiskey night… the fuck!
6th Jul 2024 6:59pm
