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Demons numbing the wounds,
bleeding as I kissed her.
I lose that mind of mine,
as she places her hand on my thighs -
Please, touch me, make me go to
Marilyn Monroe's room and sing
me Lana del Ray's song.

Blow that smoke and
pour the shots.
She placed her thumb
on my pulsing point and I felt
the butterfly in me die.
A snake coils in me and it
is heavenly, erroneous still.

Save me honey.
Call someone, give me an injection.
Even kisses, everywhere.
My mom said she isn't a good girl.
I like how bad she is with me on bed.
The rope is burning and I'm tied,
silver chains around my neck.

Have faith honey.
If the lights are blinding
you, you're dreaming.
I am not heartless, just loveless.
I can see it in your eyes baby.

Love me harder, because
no one else will call out
your name like I do; try me.
It's the land of kisses baby.
Champagne on the floor,
we are shameless.
~Sampurna


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