A question and Place

18 Feb 2009

We stole away to your basement where you wore a short skirt Do you want to have sex? So I said yeah and she straddled me I undid my zipper and we sailed We can get away with it Wasn't the best I've hadwith her mother upstairs and she said Ohh baby Never questioning the consequences whether they be good or bad Feels so good We just kept on going like nothing was happening To me

Smokey

If your suffering in any way then acknowledge both the meaningless of it and the meaning behind it. What you express will never cease to be the torrential downpour of your essence. Essence being both what you create and what has been created as a...

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