He Keeps Me Alive

You, I hate how you take me for granted. I hate how you’re selfish I hate how you put your pleasure before minea I hate how I always come second   But, You’ve gotten into my bloodstream You’re coursing through my veins You’re flowing in my arteries   And, Try as I may, I cannot

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Would she walk funny like I do? Would she eat  her wedges the way I do? Would she snore (a little) like I do? When you breathe her in, would you compare our scent? When you hold her close, would she feel strange? When you kiss her lips, would they taste the same? When you

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