Inside Their Beds

I’ve felt the touch of a thousand men

Let them lay me down inside their beds

A few whispered words inside my ears

Exactly what I wanted to hear

Sweet nectar, lies with fingers crossed

With little thought of what it cost

For all the scars left upon a heart

Cannot be seen inside the dark.

 

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