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Buttocks...

She slipped in my arms-
her suede lips made buttocks.
Her closed eyes made movements
and motioned her dreams.

Once her soul was like the butterfly
that sipped nectar within.
It's payback time...
her heaven is her hell now.

Written by anandosen
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