Sex - Poem by Ellen Still
omg the places we had sex, in the bushes at the state park,
in a car on the interstate going 85,
You made me feel so special you made me feel alive.
in the shower and on the bathroom floor,
In our bedroom while ya mom was listing at the door.
We have sex in alot of places, but we dont anymore,
I dont know what has happened to us, why we drifted so far apart,
We used to be so in love
u used to have the key to my heart
now we fight and aruge everyday,
I guess it was life, It got in the way,
Were not happy anymore, and I know anyday now your gonna walk out the door.
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