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Just Out of Control
I'm no rock star, I'm just out of control
the heat of her skin, her trembling lips
her taste.
I knew she was yours
I knew you would forgive
heck, you didn't even mind.
But her gasps, her flush
her lust
Should be yours
only yours
and I'm no friend for taking it
even just for the night
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