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Forget Me, Not
I am going to make this last.
Make sure she never leaves me.
And if she does, that she remembers--
No man can ever love her better.
My very bed will haunt her dreams.
As her limbs entwine with the sheets,
Seeking that which only I can give.
In the heat of passion,
Thoughts of me.
My very name will spill forth from her lips.
She will never forget me.
And soon--
Come crawling back for more.
Make sure she never leaves me.
And if she does, that she remembers--
No man can ever love her better.
My very bed will haunt her dreams.
As her limbs entwine with the sheets,
Seeking that which only I can give.
In the heat of passion,
Thoughts of me.
My very name will spill forth from her lips.
She will never forget me.
And soon--
Come crawling back for more.
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