Going Too Far

Lying 
here
in
this
strange
bed

Wondering
what
was
going on
inside
my head

Trying
to
ignore
this
feeling
of dread

Wishing
I had
chosen
to stay
at home
instead

Rusty

Please
don’t
be
scared

He
said

There
really
is no
need

It’s only
because
it’s been
a while

She
said

Since
I’ve
done
the dirty
deed

Fervour

I’ve
written
all the
words

Now I’ve
just to
press
send

But
as my
finger
hovers

I’m
scared
our time
will end

Nonsense

When
the
wine
is in

The
wit
is
out

And
it’s a
good
job

To
be
honest

As
what
else

Would
we talk
about?

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