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Your lips touch mine and we hover

just for a moment things seem fonder

then reality sets in and i wonder

why do i do this as he cuddles me closer

trapped in a fantasy that will never come true

you silly girl

why would it for you?

I toss and i turn for my cold thoughts can hurt

frost bit and hot water its never my turn

you have made her yours

but nothings so sweet

and am only and idea

or maybe a play thing

softly i hold you your skin against mine

its great in the moment lets just stay frozen in time

i want to let go

but you give me no options

i have to stay strong

for my walls are made of copper

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