Third Wheel
The hand holding
The kissing
Please stop there
I can’t take much more
With your sunken glistening eyes
And lustful voices
All I have to say are three words
Get a Room
The acts of pleasure and stupidity are to be handled behind closed doors only
Oh God please don’t shove your tongue down his throat
There are children around
No one wants to see that
No one needs to see that
And one day you will lose everything and everyone you ever cared about
So please
Just stop
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