by dawnvalley
Sweats on their soft skins
Sweats on their soft skins Lips were met in the dark room
Sweats on their soft skins Lips were met in the dark room Moans and shouts were heard
Different faces
Different faces Come and go from his eyesight
Different faces Come and go from his eyesight None attached to him
His cracked memory
His cracked memory The one that used to be his
His cracked memory The one that used to be his Could not fade away
A lone broken soul
A lone broken soul Searching for the broken loves
A lone broken soul Searching for the broken loves Lust was all he had
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