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To Use or Be Used?

I'm your dirty little secret
the one you adore in the dead of night
when no one is around
we meet by the lake
the listen to the silence
and occasional duck call
slicing the stillness
of the water

our friendship is marked
by shallow secrets
and you pretending
to throw me in the water
laughing with me
as I scream for you
to put me down

no... this isn't love
just an awkward flirtation
your hands in my hair
my nails gently marking trails
across your skin

the old folks in this town
are wrapped around your finger
to them, you're the good boy
and I'm the black sheep
of the fold
too tainted for blood sacrifice

but here by the water
the vodka induced confidence
you've placed in me
makes me wonder
which you is the real one?

but how could I know...
when you don't speak in public?

Written by KittyFromHell
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