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I feel fingers on skin, never knowing the pleasure

Sought after with love, a hopeless endeavor

Try me out: let me make you moan

But my heart is one you'll never own.

I lost my way along with my mind 

And to more than the sex, I remain blind.

Tell me Im yours and I retreat to my fortress

A chateaux of ice and silence containing a twin matress

Force past my barriers and surely Ill play my final move

You were just another warm body to abuse