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Urges

your movements so smooth
they penetrate my heart good
wicked games that are played  
in the middle of the night  
for all the ones left behind  
hold on to me a bit closer
in your warm embrace  
silly games come to an end
a reward for our patience  
 
wars have been fought  
I lay on top of an A-bomb
ready and willing  
surrendering my life
for all those who will never know  
sweet life after death
let me kiss on your neck
feel what angels only know
bliss beyond this earth  
 
eyes that speak of mistakes  
fools at a dinner for two
go ahead and take my hand
we can dance to love songs  
whisper about what comes next
a black dress on the kitchen floor
and tie around your wrist
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