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The sun darkens in the sky

& Dun know the nights go by

Sititn’ in the ride

Easy to glide

And no one said it was ever easy

To spend time, slow it down & please me

But I’m quick to take action

I’m all in to relaxin’

Straight up he’s like an assassin

Creepin’ up I don’t have to ask him

Touch pon’ it light

Fingers out of reach but it’s nice

Stunna, no need for the light

(He) hit’s it right…

(An Excerpt.)

- 00/00/2007