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Terrace toretoby Chritty - AriesYou lived accross the street i would stare at you but you never looked at me it was my sister you fancied the neighbors despised you and your kind i didnt know what that meant until you offered to get me high we chilled on the porch one nite talkin about kush and tupac hell when youe seventeen what else is there i liked your smile and your gangster style you said my breast where nice so we did it you were hard in the streets but went soft once you got in me you kept moanin how tight i was two mins later you were gettin up so that was it i slept with my next door neighbor last i heard you found jesus and settled down with a fat girl and had two kids ....damn Author: Chritty - Aries Reason: IP: 209.4.229.30 POEM ID: 41629 Edit this poem if it's ours. Add your comments about this poem. This poem has been shown 103 times. See more poems by this author. |
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