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Chapter 8 - Curly hair boy

Play me like

you play your beats

I know exactly

what you're thinking of me

You're like me

singing feelings out

naming pain

as rage-bound artistry

Go on,

make me yours—

Wait, you've got a girlfriend?

Who gives a fuck anymore

Hold me like

you hold your pleasure

Curly hair boy,

I crave you now more than ever

Should've been more clear, see

Got muscles? Well, silly me—

Bend me, baby,

in bed where only our eyes can see

How could I forget—

you bragged about your size

as we walked down the street,

knowing my style,

knowing my vibe

You say you need her,

but she kissed another guy—

I'd never cheat,

so babe, just open me tonight

Your hands on my neck,

mine on your chest

Your heartbeat louder

than all the rest

Hold me, boy

Do me like a verse

Make me your chorus—

burn those bridges, let it hurt

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