Losing It All

Oh baby

The leather tightens

Drives me mad

Cooking you up inside

All nice and soft

You’re mine

The relationship status says so

I won’t hear no different

You make me so tired

Yet so awake

It makes sense

To lose all of five of them

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 22 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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