Sidekick.

Its on those cold nights with dimmed lights.
Through the tangled sheets your heart beats.
And it's is then I think of how silly I can be
Because before the sun comes up it will just be me

But still I lie next to you
As you slowly slip with the sky's change of hue

I curl up and refuse to acknowledge you
Because oh how can you be so cruel

When really it's me.

And how silly I can be.

- Because I'm a poetic shit and I'm too much of a romantic ... a perverted romantic.
It's a different type of writing technique. Hope you like it.

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