I was burning
churning in the fire
desire was drowning away
stay you said stay
play this game with me
free, you shouldn't be
see...you are imperfect
in retrospect, a thing
a fling I never had
sad that you had to go
so...we must re create
satiate this lust undone
sun has risen, time has past
last thing on my mind is you
true, so true...still solid
fled into that darkened state
abate and the first thing too
I should have gotten over you
but the glue didn't stick
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