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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