A slave to myself.

please answer when I call
I know you’re waiting lately
I can’t live without you plainly
please don’t text me daily

don’t think I can get enough
you’ll never call me on my lies
and I can’t look you in the eye
these rings are poor disguise

we’re dying in our two way bluff
we need air but won’t come up
sly sly sly going back for more
please don’t let me come ashore

as low key as an after party
warm lips touch loss of control
perfect mix to sooth my soul
total loss my port of call

too much has been done
what’s said has been been said
let artful words go to your head
afraid to let a still dog lay dead

I’m drowning in our two way bluff
We need air but won’t come up.
sly sly sly going back for more
please don’t give me anymore

can’t handle what I’ve gotten
in a day we’ll have forgotten
can’t handle what I’ve gotten
in a week we’ll have forgotten
can’t handle what I’ve gotten
in a month we’ll have forgotten

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