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I left something at your house
my dignity
it wasnt taken but given willingly
i think i left it at the foot of your bed
or maybe on your lips a trace may still linger
so easy it was to give into your charms
ha! and all along i thought i was stronger
as strong as the hard steel blade i carry with me
I
have
failed
I became vunerable
and i your arms i found solace
and within your lips I found approval
like morphine they left me numb
and like cocaine they got me addicted
but i dont want another addiction
or another friend
just my luck seems like i've done it again
teasing my self with things i cant touch
sometimes it think i do too much