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Only In The Sack

Sex is the only thing we have in common
We use it everytime to solve every problem
As we continue to avoid the main issue
Our love is based on sex it's all artificial
You're not in love with me you're in lust with me
The orgasms we share is our one and only luxury
They're worth their weight in gold but diamonds are forever
Moments we'll treasure but we deserve better
At least I think we do
Do you think so too?
Is we worth more than a cheap rondez-vous
The only time we click is when we're in the mood
Then I'm back to being a prude
And you're back to being rude
We rarely interact
Because of the common interest we lack
I guess opposites attract
Only in the sack

Written by L. Johnson


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