Hate them
But they love me
What they want to do is freak me
Hold me and then let me go
Put there lips somewhere it feels so good
But I have feelings
When I see him he makes me feel good inside
He said I taste like candy
So fresh so sweet
Like a peach or a grape
I hate him
He’s sexy
He smells like he’s a good man
He whispered in my ear telling me he wants to touch me all over
But you know one thing I didn’t tell you
His name
Man, Guy, Handsome what ever they prefer
But no matter what color
They all act they same in a way
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