I am here to express all these repressed feelings I have been having. I am new to this. I don't know if this is poetry. I write from my heart and it feels good.
My body yearns for you, craving your hungry touch.
Igniting a fire within me I never wanted you so much.
My passion continues to bulid, You take me to the very top
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Oh bodacious booty for years I have detsested thee.
The object of ridicule in those puberic years.
I have hidden you and starved you in hope you would disappear.
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The shoemakers daughter has no shoes.
Lost
The breadmakers daughter has no bread.
Lost
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