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| As you enter my bed chamber you smell sand and sable... candles are lit flickering against the shadows of the room.. The feeling of warmth comes over you as you look at the bed piled high with blankets..My nightgown trails onto the floor, the hem touching the carpet..... You are here to learn bout me ...hmmm Well I'll be the first to tell you as with my closest friends I'm very complex and have many faces.. People whom are my friends would describe me as loyal, protective, helpful, opinionated, and a bitch... Unlike some people, calling me a bitch doesn't offend me but makes me a bit more proud.. |
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| The girl I used to be | ||||||||||||||||||
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