I sometimes wake in a panic
gasp for air
turn around and look for you, lover
but you're not there
am I wrong?
for wanting you still?
craving your body
needing to fill
that empty spot in my bed
where you used to lay your head
whisper your lies in my ear
I was too naïve to hear
the evil hidden in your words
the way you lured me in to kill
is it wrong?
that I want you still
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Jessica Portnoy
love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
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