"well fuck"
"Well F*ck," I shout, feeling the pain As she pulls you close, driving me insane. Her touch on your skin, it sets me on fire, While I'm left here, consumed by my heart's desire. Do you taste my tears on her lips, Or am I just a ghost, lost in the eclipse? Her lips on yours, a fiery kiss, While I'm left here, consumed by this. Do you feel my presence in her touch, Or am I just a memory that's too much? "Well fuck," I shout, the agony so real, As she steals your love, it's a bitter pill to feel. Can you see my love in her eyes, Or am I just a ghost, a painful disguise? Do you see my face in her pleasure, Or am I just a forgotten treasure? "Well F*ck," I shout, feeling the pain, As she pulls you close, driving me insane.
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