Fade away if you must
You I can no longer trust
Guessing it was only lust…after all
Split me open, cracked from the inside
never to come down, not even for my mind
Ass in the air
then bring your hands back to prayer…offers a little relief
Unlike that thief…that disguises as love
Doesn’t matter anymore, what’s good for a goose is good for a whore…
I’m willing to bet there’s more in store
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