Old youthA Poem by Cacho
Dear youth
I got a wrinkle this afternoon It wasn't on my face I got it in my lips between my legs I wanted to have a fun life I wanted to know what it's like to be wild I wanted to know what it's feels to be under a guy I wanted to be half b***h half saint I wanted to be young in those days My sweet fruit The cherry that make a man get loose I will never show it Not even in the darkest room I gues I'll die pure I still have all my teeth I'm just melted in tears CACHO
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Added on November 12, 2016 Last Updated on November 12, 2016 |

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