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Written by: skateparkzone61 Beauty is that you are to me, Deeper than the deepest sea, But what beauty cannot explain, Is the hurt that gives me pain, Then burns like fiery rain, And as i look at you i know you are, Beauty itself , as if beauty lies in one's, self. Still beauty is a curse that will, Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time, This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again You might like one of the following stories: In The Hutch(<10 minutes)Belletristik - Fesselspiele, Von Frauen geschrieben, Her hutch at work is her own domain but then her world is violently invaded by a sexual predator WHAT IS AN ULTIMATE SEXUAL EXPERIENCE?(<10 minutes)Wahre Geschichte - Bisexuell, Blowjob, Cuckold, Erotik, Exhibitionismus, Gruppensex, Po zu Mund, Voyeur, “What has been your ultimate sexual experience?,” my lady Sarah asked me after a wonderful, long session of erotic sex. BARBI, Ch. 03(21 minutes)Belletristik - Blowjob, Büro, Einvernehmlicher Sex, Exhibitionismus, Bimbo Barbi gets her rules when in the office. Pulled into Desire(14 minutes)Fantasy Why won't a bicycle stand up by itself? It's too tired! The pleasures of winter(<10 minutes)Fantasy Neighbor has a minor back ache, I gladly help her | ||||