i'm like an addict 

who kicked the habit

but when faced with temptation

can't resist the flirtation.

shaking and shivering

you get the message i'm delivering

with my hands, with my mouth. 

not subtle. 

your rebuttal.

and then the cravings set in

and i'm basking in my sin

but i'll beat you

i'll have to.


The End

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