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They know they shouldn't
But they aren't thinking straight
They know a lot of things
But right now all they do is feel
They know their way out
But still they lose themselves
In a labyrinth of sweat and orgasms
In the everlasting minutes of lust
In the illusions of forever together
In the fever of sex and more more more
This world is not enough
So they create another one
A world where there is no need for clarity
A world of red hot skin
A world that dies in the middle of the night
Their hearts, up in flames
Their legs, shaking
Their minds, off
Their bodies, used
Their eyes, empty
Their pain, gone
Bedroom bedlam