My dearest love and bad habit. Our love caused others to turn Savage. Wrong as 2 left shoes we had at it. No regrets just observations of what we could have done better. Adversities came and we saw them but laughed in thier faces. Covering tracks is over because our son has our faces. A beautiful reflection of our love in human form. So many onlookers were mad when he was born.
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We really did it this time.
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We really did it this time.My dearest love and bad habit. Our love caused others to turn Savage. Wrong as 2 left shoes we had at it. No regrets just observations of what we could have done better. Adversities came and we saw them but laughed in thier faces. Covering tracks is over because our son has our faces. A beautiful reflection of our love in human form. So many onlookers were mad when he was born.  |