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Jun 2017
Your sitting next to me
So innocent
Not in my head
Your already in my bed
Our clothes scattered all over the floor

I bite my lips on the thought
You noticed
And gave me your bedroom eyes

And I knew we both were,
having an affair in our heads.
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