Boy…Wonder…

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Boy.
Wonder.

No one can touch him.
He’s as cold as ice.
Smooth like a need.
And all his faults fit him real nice.
He’s got me threaded in and out his sleeve.
He knows what I got.
And I got what he needs.
Won’t neglect me.
Or push me to the side.
At the end of the day.
I’m his ride or die.
Nothing special,
But to keep in mind.
I’m on his mind.
And he’s mine.
He’s a…
Boy.
Wonder.
Title doesn’t fit him.
Cuz he’s the man.
And please believe
He wasn’t apart of my plans.
But I need him.
Like the air I breathe.
And I’ve got him threaded in and out my sleeve.
I know what he’s got.
He’s got what I need.
I won’t neglect him.
I’m here to please.
Can’t push him to the side.
At the end of the day.
He’s my ride or die.
Nothing special.
But to keep in mind.
He’s on my mind.
And he’s mine.
Boy…
Wonder.

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