"You can lay in a bed, but you can't sleep...every man you f*ck is another reason for you to weep...sheets wet with pleasure, pillows drenched with tears...that makes for a cold bed, shunning every whimper it hears...you want more for yourself, but the bed knows you best...keeping you from putting the past to rest...now you feel alone, since he's all you got...seems like all you can do is give him all you're not..."
-A. Lewis
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