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One Click Away Every dream fulfilled       A steady stream of pleasure No pain        Ethereal sensations and situations too sticky for keys to shift into locks           After dark I sit stuck and watch                Perfect bodies in perfect motion no preconceived notion of love          Only instant lust     A lack of trust is commonplace when a face and name is just a waste compared to her waist        No stretch marks looming Perfect teeth and a crooked twisted desire          All within reach at the touch of a wire              I perspire from the fire in my stomach          Unquinched thirst and unrelenting hunger                    Skin on a whim is nothing more than another filthy playground we play in      And sometimes we play too hard and get caught up in the facade we don't have flaws because we dont press pause     We don't step away from the daily play of getting off and making way          For false standards We all fall short when not on camera       We scar we bleed and we all dont understand        You're not perfect but I love you, I'm ready to be a man... And leave this filthy playground behind.
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 5:20 PM UTC
Filthy Playground
One Click Away Every dream fulfilled       A steady stream of pleasure No pain        Ethereal sensations and situations too sticky for keys to shift into locks           After dark I sit stuck and watch                Perfect bodies in perfect motion no preconceived notion of love          Only instant lust     A lack of trust is commonplace when a face and name is just a waste compared to her waist        No stretch marks looming Perfect teeth and a crooked twisted desire          All within reach at the touch of a wire              I perspire from the fire in my stomach          Unquinched thirst and unrelenting hunger                    Skin on a whim is nothing more than another filthy playground we play in      And sometimes we play too hard and get caught up in the facade we don't have flaws because we dont press pause     We don't step away from the daily play of getting off and making way          For false standards We all fall short when not on camera       We scar we bleed and we all dont understand        You're not perfect but I love you, I'm ready to be a man... And leave this filthy playground behind.
One thing leads to another in the tireless pyre of addiction. We burn but we don't taste the ashes.
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 5:20 PM UTC
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