Dec 26 2008
Stranger
He called me gorgeous
and kissed my lips
I let him do so, knowing that
he thinks we fit.
I wanted to tell him,
he lied everyday,
but looking in my eyes
and telling me he loved me.
how do you know me?
how do you know who i am?
because of my kiss?
or because you’re the man?
you don’t know what i want
or what i think
you don’t know me, stranger
but damn, can you kiss.
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