I have my addiction
I have...
The urge to use,
The urge to touch,
The urge to smell,
The urge to my addiction.
Its been awhile
I last met since.
My-oh-my addiction
Fulfill my indulgence,
My sweet piles of moolah~
She will not say the words, to express the way she feels, Caught within her head and heart, with harsh resolve of steel. The jaded mind that knows the risks; The heart that shields the day. Savor their time together... then tuck them all away. Forbidden, wrong and stolen, Three words all meaningless. To spend a moment sharing? Then call them truly blessed. The intimate may wither, The kisses soon may end, but take away the laughter, she'll grieve for you, my friend.
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