Come back,
I love you.
Stay away,
I don’t want to need you.
Talk to me,
I miss you.
Stop speaking,
I don’t want to hear your lies.
Touch me softly,
I crave your skin.
Step back,
I don’t want to go through this again.
Look at me,
Trap me with your eyes, make me want to sin.
Stop!
I can't risk that fall again.
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