Jan 26, 2006 23:03
And at the end of your low you pin my shoulders against the mattress
Arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward
Your head titling back with your mouth partially open
The sounds slur and elevate slowly in volume
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Remember that our love was true
And I will not allow you to destroy yourself
I hope that I'm not revealing too much
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