Smells make me want
Things I cant have
The way the music
Pulsates through
Im being pierced
But I like it
Oh shit
No I dont
I cant
Or can I
Belonging
Is something that
I dont so what diffrence
Does it make
Shivers from
Brushing up against
Don get to close
Cool air on my skin
Pillows dancing down
My body
What wait
Dont
Stop
Stimulation
I feel needed
I feel wanted
Haven felt
This way in a while
This whole I have
Seems to have no
Place
I dream in the day time
But reality is
Here
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