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The player…

 

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Let me hum your name
like a lovely mantra.
With you love is a game
and you play like a gangsta’.
You play me like a violin,
you play me like a cello.
I vibrate to the touch of your
skilled fingers, and though
you always leave me behind
alone, lost and wondering
I keep asking for more, you’re
the best addiction I’ve been fighting.

 

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