Lying here broken hearted Tears streaming down my bloodshot eyes Mascara staining the white sateen sheets While I lie here and wait. The clock strikes four I hear the creaking of the front door Carefully you slip your white dress shirt off Reeking of her perfume, stained in red lipstick. Nestling under the sheets with me Clinging as forgiven Your warm breaths bask at the nape of my neck
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