Lust isn't like
And
Like isn't love
And even tho
It may feel like my heart
Is a mourning dove
Being shoved
Into the front of a pick up truck
While grieving
You
I need to understand
I need to know
That
Just because you want me
Doesn't mean you want me
You want to dominate
A part of me
Which isn't okay
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