She’s a soothing drug
She was flowing like a perfect breeze
she called him
he hung up because he called her
she knew what was up
but she was calmer than the drug he inhaled
she kept letting him come and go as pleased
once it was real
she couldn't stop him
she thought it was bad
asking him to leave her
why expect something from someone who isn't a keeper
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