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When you're beside me,
And I can feel the warmth radiating through your clothes....
How do you expect me to restrain myself.
How do you expect me to keep moving.

When I want to hold you so badly.
When I want to breath in your sent.
How can you expect me to control the way I feel?
The dark side of the moon couldn't  remain dark if you were to brush the surface...

I crave your touch,
I want to too much.
It's sad, that you can pin me down.
I'm wrapped around your finger, it's true I must say.

But you leave me on my knees every time we depart.
It a sad slow story, one in which I don't wish to change.
I want to be encircled in your arms each and every moment of the day.
No matter the cost,

I don't care If you hurt me at this point.
I still seem to want you more and more.
Every day, its as if your the earth pulling me down into your atmosphere.

Your gravitational  pull, seducing me into agreement,
Your beating heart draws me nearer and nearer.
My addiction grow.
This raven, this blood rose, all tamed by the hands of you.

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