Every night is yours baby
I can’t be by your side.
So let free your battalion
damn it in your flight.
Forever I try to accentuate
my tounge before course
that I may take might be
that I find myself divorce.
Touch my arm charm ease
this crux for me dear please,
take on this force from me
but become my own disease.
If you fly about on whims
consider me at ease again
because I can’t tame you for
I love too much the sin.

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