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Is This Sleaze?
Give me something
I can throw away,
crumple my inhibitions
and run.
I need this nothing,
this cheap excuse for affection,
keeping me running
on reckless fumes
in cheap hotels,
backseats of cars,
I can be nobody
for a night.
I can throw away,
crumple my inhibitions
and run.
I need this nothing,
this cheap excuse for affection,
keeping me running
on reckless fumes
in cheap hotels,
backseats of cars,
I can be nobody
for a night.
Published 3rd Jun 2016
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