empty tub
manic mind
yet ever slow mind
Alls I know
is that your my crank
I got a taste
Im Addicted.
sitting in this tub
with my clothes on
Im hungry
I need food
and sleep.
But I got a taste
of you and your
the only thing
my body will take
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