Sex Withdrawal
These fingers have become a weapon.
Would you let me in tonight?
I'm ready for it to happen.
I've yet to know who you are,
so come out and show yourself.
Lately, I've become rather angry
and I must let it out.
I am sick of playing this waiting game.
Almost a year, it's been the same.
Because I will not just fuck anybody,
so come out of hiding already.
Tell me, who the fuck are you?
Open your mouth so I can hear the truth.
Tell me exactly what you would do,
and I just might follow through.
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