Sister
By She wants revenge
She smelled like 2am
Took him back to her place
Where all the saints adorn the walls
Delivering her from grace
He knew he should leave
That this could only turn cold
She was a bad bad girl
So he told her so
Under the shadows of doubt
He had the whisper of lust
He said no touching tonight
She closed her eyes in his trust
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