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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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Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
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