You pinned me down, one more time
Or, pinned me up, should I say?
Up against the plastered spaces
My presence entwined into yours, somewhat like a shapeless creeper
You all alone
Fighting it out; gravity, differences, hormones and egoes
The armor of chivalry soaked in the shine of exhausted sweatlets
There's something strangely seductive about being owned...
Or, pinned me up, should I say?
Up against the plastered spaces
My presence entwined into yours, somewhat like a shapeless creeper
You all alone
Fighting it out; gravity, differences, hormones and egoes
The armor of chivalry soaked in the shine of exhausted sweatlets
There's something strangely seductive about being owned...
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