Slow, rhythmic movements
Your nails scrapping my back.
Warm voice against your ears
moaning, "Please don't take her back."
Low, choked sobs
Her tears across the room.
Heart breaking, body shaking
She's watching me and you.
Quick, dominant slam!
Your body on top of mine.
Cruel familiar grin
saying, "I don't want you to be mine."
Loud, shameless moans
Her eyes still set on the scene.
Legs failing, soul bailing
She knows you're lying to me.
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3 a.m Nightmares
PoesíaKiss me f a s t. before we f a d e. {Copyright © 2014 _eternalsunshine}
