I want to say she has the body of an angelBut that is too innocent of a statementSo instead I will say she has the body of the devil
The way it pulls me in, there is something sinister about itI can't seem to get it out of my headLooking down her silky bodyThe way every curve compliments the nextThere is something sinister about how it pulls me in
But I would believe in the devil, if it meant that her body could be mine.
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August Miller
I love writing, and photography and artsy stuff in general. I mostly write poems about range from love to sex to depression. The pictures I use are my own photos. I just want to get myself out there and earn a little extra cash
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