26 February 2013
I kinda told you
I'd 6e here 9irl, mine
To write about my followers
When I reached 69
Full of innuendo
6ut I 9et my fill
Very quiet literally
If looks could kill
You say not to tell
6ut I 9o ahead
Probably a mistake
To you I'm dead
Because I told others
Of what we both do
A6out the hun9er
You feel it too
It's probably wrong
To fill others brains
With story's of sheets
6ut I can't 9et enough, the same
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