There's something wrong with you,
you demented b*****d.
You make me crave you,
then you push me away.
You kiss me so passionately,
but you give no hint of our secret encounters.
We sweat as one in my own bed,
yet none of it seems real.
What must I do to make you love me?
Infinite possibilities-A writer's guild
This is a writer's guild where all can gather for feedback and advice on all mediums of writing. Plus it's a great place for conversation.
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