Different?

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Different?

Its like I'm not gonna lie papi u way fine if I could make u mine in a drop of a dime I would..
No frontin but you had me wet fully dressed my brain was gettin mentally sexed  because your voice was so damn sly
You freaked me so damn deep and hard not physically but mentally
Hold me like im your guitar I think thats cool shit if u don't drink and go the bar but I dig the way u gotta love for cars
And talkin with you just made me think I could... Get used to it but we miles away so I gotta get used to it
I said "we don't love these hoes" but  I'm not sayin I'm in love or catching feel..ings but you maadd different

I don't fall in love with my hoes my hoes  fall in love with me

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

GraceDPaige’s Poems (13)

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The Term 'Urban'(Work In Progress) 0
SiLENT 1
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Musical Affair 0
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Dear Dad,? 0
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Different? 0
Beautiful Death 0
All or Nothing(Old) 0
My first Love....(Old) 0
Listen Up!(Old) 0