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36 Hours
She dropped her panties
on the wooden floorboards
Left them there
for the longest time, yet
Was the first time
we didn't need to shake
high speed ass
in six hours
to make it home
to family, on time
The house felt
Well
the house felt lived in
The soul felt
Well
the soul felt
savoured
The commitment
Well
the commitment was
real
The floor boards seem bare
today
I rushed
to the bathroom
Well
in the bathroom
her toothbrush
Well her toothbrush
isn't there
Back to silence
and the silence
well the silence
is perfectly
roped
Roped in the very
real
knotted in
choice
Lashed in destiny
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