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The price we pay.
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I don't believe in pay for play. How do I rate the price of my goods against someone else's? Ya boy says you payin' for time not skin. I can't see time. Everything is the build up. Climax the crescendo. I cleaned the mess with my tongue and wrote dirty words in it with my finger. I got on top and blacked his eye. Bit his cheek.

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susansnowsusansnowover 5 years agoAuthor
Thank you!

:)

AlwaystabooAlwaystabooalmost 6 years ago
Beautiful

You are gifted

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