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New Taste

You're in their bed covered in silk and lace.

They've got you living with them at their place.

Be careful with your time I would think it's something you wouldn't want to waste.

They'll toss you to the side after they've had their taste.

They tell you they need space and that this isn't a race.

You try to be good and not make haste.

You no longer curb their appetite, they want a different taste.

By Selena Myers

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