Beetle

you let me in between your thighs

but you always shut me out of your mind

you like to talk about pleasure

and you run away at any sign of bad weather

in between your moans and sighs

i found myself entangled in your problems and your lies

maybe we won’t talk again tonight

we sure as hell will never get a chance to fight

because you will never open up

you will just toughen up

a hard exterior hides a beautiful heart

too bad i’m not the one to tear your exterior apart

© 2014 Vic Romero

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