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I write a lot. Every seconds, every hours, every day, every month. But I realize you won't come back.


All I ever asked during our lullaby night

He got me all bruised
All over my body
ache and exhausted

I asked him to do that

during pleasure and skinny heart
he was too fragile
he gave me everything

I intended him to hurt me

i did
i took the risk
he was reluctant
but he obeyed 

all i ever wanted

were rough and thick
and as a gentleman
you gave me every single desire

That Arctic Monkey song

and you were
all I ever loved with all my lung. 

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