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Mar 2020
Always wanted an affair
Fingers brushing through my hair
Cologne on my clothes
Makeup on your collar
I enjoy
Every
Bit
Except the part where you go home
To not my home
You’ll never leave her
I’ll never leave him
But I was born for an affair
Something forbidden
Something that screams you must really want me
Written by
Brie Williams
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