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Jun 13
You should have let me stalk you in your sleep
Awoke if it was me and let me keep
A bit of soul for my system of belief
Instead of proving worthy as a thief

On that the same day in the church's trash
Found so much wine to not trade out for cash
A drunken night to gaze upon your back
Did we make love or one of us attack

Would that were a night we slept
A promise somewhere wasn't kept
Written by
Chris  M
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