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tease
I don’t want hurried fumbles under tangled coversI want you to kiss my collarbonesKiss my scarsLight and slowSuck bruises into my skinBe brutal in your tenderness I don’t want to feel any sense of rushingI want your featherlight touchesLeave me breathless, beggingSlick and wantingShow me you want me, mark me as yours I don’t want…
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broken
I woke up and realized love doesn’t live here anymoreI wandered from room to room of my ravaged heartTouching the memories of your kissBumping against the remnants of our loveI couldn’t resist looking at the patches and bandagesThe open wounds we could never healToo many broken thingsToo many second chances Love doesn’t live here anymoreBut…
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not that kind of love story
I imagined we were living a great forbidden love storyClandestine meetings and stolen stares Shared beds and secret touchesOur eyes would meet in the darkness of the barOnly to light the way for our love I should have known that if you loved me like a ghostit would only leave us haunted
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quake
The anger inside you has always shook the ground beneath my feetMy very own earthquakeI never learned to predict your shifting platesAlways dancing around the cracks in our foundationLiving for the lull between your natural disasters But I couldn’t master the art of keeping you calmI seemed to be the root of all your catastrophesLeaving…
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