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Response To a Sextape.

E.E. Howlette.

I couldn't hold my breath anymore,
The waves pushing made me sore,
I had to give it all I had,
Just to go back where it wasn't so bad.

I felt the veins pulsing in my head,
Felt your nostalgia feeling me with dread,
I could feel the flashbacks on the brim,
Feel your senses rushing in.

I could smell your makeup on my lips,
Hear the desperation in your fits,
Taste the sweat in your plea,
See the eyes in your apathy.

We drove those old back roads,
We melted together, breaking the code,
We made that town our playground,
We'll never think and turn around.

You went your way,
Like it was yesterday,
That's just fine, I went mine,
It's killing me, but It was time.