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Overstimulated

You'll be fucked in the bathroom,
to not be loved.
Your nickel and dime,
pussy hustle
Is one tiresome,ball buster.
One man performance piece.
Phsycocological showdown,
Ice crucher.
As cold as where death leads.
Don't trust her.

One-day you will realize how it backfired
You can't love and hate me,
that's just confused.
Maybe your just tired.
Like a lil baby,wired
Maybe your just tired

You've lied too long.
now the truth is a mirage like blur.
Staring at you from a distance,
and your not quite sure.

Its getting hot
where none's true
Rainy weather,
but the flames are high in what you do.
Hands squeezing ass,
the last desperate grab,
As ass moves past.
I'm to close for you to turn to me
I know too much already
In a prison
of all the things u should do
I know u touch yourself,
to the things you were use to
You remember me
Cold wall,hard arch,lifted leg
Begging as you beg
Its in your eyes,
every time

Your forgiven
for un repaired damages
Even when reminiscing,
I'd never go back
                  that's just  that.
Written by MARVELLOUSJae
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