Sunday, August 23, 2015

Fists bruised punching air

The last hotel room where we met
numbers on doors
slide the key card  throw our clothes to the floor
tried to make it worth it
sex like every time is our last time

live your life with no regrets
you and your mouth
of diamonds and lies
sweet  sweet
the novelty of our age difference
the novelty of us
of no self control
against them

more so for the attention
the photos you take and let everyone see
spread yourself all over
and me
so hard not to believe
this was all for

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