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£" Cause I could never know too much, but just enough. So the next nigga, never feel he got the one up. But we ain't gotta rush, take your time. We can talk until the sun up, I see you trying. To say what's on your mind, I promise it'll be fine. I can see the signs, be honest, I ain't blind. The truth is we all got our own desires, our own dreams. It's a big world, gotta try new things. So right here right now, what you gotta say? You ain't gotta lie now, it's the bed we made."
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"09-17-22."
° flashback. °
Satya Messiah Baker
( suh–tee–yuh.)
__________________" You think these look good?" I questioned softly, standing a few feet away from Skilla. Who was currently holding onto the back part of my cellphone, rather tightly. Hovering his entire big ass head above the phone screen.
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PANDORA'S BOX | SKILLA BABY.
Fanfiction" Can't spell us, without trust. Put the lust aside, there's some things we gotta discuss."