sinful backseat serenades

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he never asked
he barely said a thing
filled to the brim with him
but i am opaque and hollow
how did we get here?
limbs tangled, lips locked
tongues dancing like the last night of your life
but i wish i was on the pavement
because i'm just another body to you
i guess your crescent eyes when you smile
made it easier to forget
as you clinged to me hungrily
maybe for a minute
i felt wanted
or something like that
until you said goodnight
and i laid emptier than ever
stolen
used

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