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Finally
(I suggest reading "Want" first)
I can't stand it
My room is white
White to the left
And more white above
The pills dull my senses
A schizophrenic to the right
An anorexic to the left
But across the hall is perfect
With black hair and blue eyes
With more scars than I
She smiled at me, seductively
I returned it with a smile of my own
So we started talking, Jenny
Beautiful name, I said
She replied with a kiss
I grabbed her breast
We went to my room
And kissed
She stroked my scars
As I kissed hers
Later, we became one
Through thrusts and moaning
Kissing and panting
She whispered the words I forgot
I love you
Never thought I'd hear it
So I made her scream my name
She buckled and moaned loudly
Her nails dug into my back
She urged for me to follow
I caved
And joined her in ecstasy
We were both spent
So she stroked my hair
She kissed my scars softly
As she was in my arms...
I can't stand it
My room is white
White to the left
And more white above
The pills dull my senses
A schizophrenic to the right
An anorexic to the left
But across the hall is perfect
With black hair and blue eyes
With more scars than I
She smiled at me, seductively
I returned it with a smile of my own
So we started talking, Jenny
Beautiful name, I said
She replied with a kiss
I grabbed her breast
We went to my room
And kissed
She stroked my scars
As I kissed hers
Later, we became one
Through thrusts and moaning
Kissing and panting
She whispered the words I forgot
I love you
Never thought I'd hear it
So I made her scream my name
She buckled and moaned loudly
Her nails dug into my back
She urged for me to follow
I caved
And joined her in ecstasy
We were both spent
So she stroked my hair
She kissed my scars softly
As she was in my arms...
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