Waiting To Be Delivered
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As if, he would come to deliver me
From this dreary town
Where nothing happens
I dreamt of his touch between my thighs
But I stop that when his appearance became rare
Making me yearn for him more
Still, I wait to be deliver
I don't what would kill me first
Waiting or this boring town
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