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This isn't love
This is dirty and gritty
And it never ends well
Your hand brushes my face
And the last time is forgotten
Broken promises and hearts
Torn lives and love notes
Dirt thrown on graves
Of this lust gone wrong
But after all this time
The first kiss never forgotten
Sweet lies whispered in the night
Stolen moments hidden away
This can't be love
This dirty, gritty fuck
Back seats and parking lots
Tears shed in regret
And yet I ache
For the very next time
Next touch
Next kiss
Next dirty, gritty fuck
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