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Wait with me and lose your patience
The door opens wide,
so does the bag of chips
Chase me around the house
Pin me to the wall
I will not give them to you,
don't look at me with those eyes
Chase me up the stairs
Pin my wrists to the wall
Kiss me slow
Kiss the flavouring off my lips,
tell me it would have to suffice
Don't you dare look at me with those eyes
For they make me weak
I had no choice but to give it to you
I have no choice but to give me to you
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Mélange
PoetryCollection of literature by one author. - All written by me - Update whenever I can. Warning: This might be an endless journey.
