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Commander

There’s never a perfect time
Things just tend to happen
But of course you already know that…

I’m down bad
And I am in need of help
Is this another trip?
Or is this actually happening?

You tell me to not touch
Yet touching is something that I can’t stop myself from doing

I have to feel you
Smell…feel…and taste
My senses are all at attention

My mind is focused
I’m ready for whatever
With this one life I am going to risk it all

Like the game of spades I’m without a joker, and a spade
So paying the ultimate price I am willing to do so

You’re in control
And I am without any worries
Blinded by the path that we are taking

Carelessly accepting the commands that you are demanding
If I’m going head first then you are two
This new chapter is all about how I learned how to…match your freak.
Written by BlkLyrycE
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