Under The Sheets
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She puts on her dress
She paints on her face
Her real display,
Is what she hides away
But she can't resist
The temptations of a kiss
And she hides her darkest secret
Under the sheets
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Under The Sheets
By F. Ramos
Copyright 2017. All Rights Reserved.
THIS A POETRY BOOK FOR ADULT READERS ONLY. THIS BOOK CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENTS WHICH ARE NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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