G.T.D...

G.T.D.

Sometimes love can hurt so good...

Damn girl slow your roll

Tonight the mission again unfolds

It’s Your body I want to hold

Look at what You’ve done to me

I’m missing You like crazy

Staring at the spot where You used to be

Everywhere in this room

Your residual essence blooms

It’s the air Your scent consumes

Your image is inside my head

What else could I think of instead?

There’s still evidence of You in my bed

I know we all have flaws,

Yours have caused me scars

Damn… should have never Got Those Draws!


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