The girl in her 20s maximum likely 23 years old. she demands affection from two or three partners and flirt with others more maybe at least receives ten good morning texts everyday. Wow! what a game a lady in her prime? You could be scared of what you really want if you get deep to be honest ©@Nyabande GL.

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A girl called Tinnah It all started with adoring this one hot peach I first glanced at her near the baseball pitch another day she did while having a bite a pear! imagined could do no harm to approach to pair with risque words as a shot and thought on mind man with ill-fated romance once before so blind This time he is genuine, yes she is the one it has been something else and more worth to be won such beauty to handle with courtship to berth True, intense moments if I may -feelings to give birth Earlier on I sold my soul to become holy can barely tell but am convinced wholly That she loves, dance a shimmy on the beach while everyone catchy badmouths her a bitch Part of life , being her echoed in my world story outlook satisfaction like the day in the sun never gotten from book a future where Hailey and Bailey , Alice and Arabella befit and I would someday applause my Tina for such a great feat ©@Nyabande GL.

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Bestie (Part 1) She was in love, not that serious wherever she met him just a flirt, moments he's darling next she didn't Even himself never somewhat understood she doesn't always believe his words but he appreciates what she have, seen naughty she was that made him straight maybe he was fooled with her nasty mood His sweetheart booty call info was pure so the girl in her sober mind was craving He wanted a twin, other side pleasure something or everything could happen she felt him not ready yet, being used; as an experience for his mis right, refused! day after worried still what she wants forcing and begging was the worse part he rather said it to free son of a man To either end or bond ties to our story ©@Nyabande GL.

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Prison of Praise Those were the days, I keep thinking should they had a chance to live? there were few moments, decisions that could change sadly they assailed them to leave so they can live theirs Gone are the golden days, when great things may come from a small beginnings the dream that everyone always expect to be successful how little the progress concerned that of time and place somehow we fell away and spread a new phase of deed Life before of a well soft spoken man, composed was his last words seen on native next door He said sorry, probably he was too moved to express moments those were the last days he was worth living but still able to see more of what the sons of man has left ©@Nyabande GL.

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It's Not for You It's not for you, that I want to shine only on His ways and have cessation of ideal life It's not for you, that I desire to stay away worried she's a Christian still with many African thoughts It's not for you, should be close to what we have surprised existing scenario made us thrive far apart Maybe it's not for you, perhaps it's not for them that we shall destined to fate, ultimately shame haughtiness ©@Nyabande GL.

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THE BALLS Oh babygirl! time so soon For a little while I'm anxious of the pleasure I want you to know, I didn't mean to hurt Like it's a joke on your new status Its on the way yes and it's really cute but look, remember we refuse to be rushed I feel so upset two hearts, one baby my lady never in hurry now a primigravida and painful maybe I'm not the right fit gloomy days awakening possibly very long detest from same people and suffering predominates hold on let me care, painless childbirth results. #forsteveM ©@Nyabande GL.

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