How did I cum undone I saw a perfect bow Maybe manufactured that’s I’m wonderin’. I know I pulled you from one end Feeling more and more your partner in crime give way. I even rubbed them to see if it was real. It began as a opera of how it’s suppose to be According to the scetch first made out to be The vibrancy and delicateness of the hues overlapping to stand out The whole of the cloth grippin to add the bow as a seen to be almost manufactured nothing outta the lines place. But then I tore the gap in the bridge and all at once everything became all one similie of what use to be One side to another never to be on top of these panties again!