Just Lovers

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Dedications

We called it love,
but we were just lovers.

 

We found ourselves
under the covers
instead of out of the town.

 

I didn't need to
hear your words;
your kiss was all I desired.

 

Your lips were poison,
an arrow through the heart.

 

Lust has a bittersweet taste
like blood on the tongue.

 

We called it love,
but we were just lovers.

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Inspired by: "Shaped Like a Gun" by Tailor

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