- Erotic Poetry
- Sister
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There's things I shouldn't think, but I do.
So I punish each thought I have of you.
So dirty and twisted and shamefully bad.
I try to forget all the dreams I've had of you.
There's things I shouldn't want, but I do.
So I crush all desire I have for you,
by laying on the guilt that tells me I'm bad.
I try to deny all the cravings I have for you.
And though your smile is precious,
and though your eyes astound me,
I find myself begging on my knees.
Stop being so damn beautiful, please.
There's things I shouldn't try, but I do.
Like writing this song and singing it to you.
Confession feels wretched, these words taste so bad,
but I want you to suffer the way I have for you.
And though your smile is precious,
and though your eyes astound me,
I find myself begging on my knees.
Stop being so damn beautiful, please.
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