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Fucking Up is Way Too Much Fun
We lie together in this bed
Bare skin brushing together
As our backs turn
A dreaded routine
Crawling into this bed
Where I feel so alone
Yet so crowded
With a dirty little secret
On my lips
And an aching need
Between my hips
I close my eyes
And see forbidden lovers
Shadows moving
Through weed smoke
In the night air
Their kisses are poison
But so was loving you
Bare skin brushing together
As our backs turn
A dreaded routine
Crawling into this bed
Where I feel so alone
Yet so crowded
With a dirty little secret
On my lips
And an aching need
Between my hips
I close my eyes
And see forbidden lovers
Shadows moving
Through weed smoke
In the night air
Their kisses are poison
But so was loving you
Published 10th May 2018
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10th May 2018 6:47am
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