Things get stressful in this life of mine,
And the adrenaline runs high in my line of work...
When lives are juggled carelessly by others,
And my heart's involved, I won't focus on much
Other than that.
Sometime's I'm fearful of impending failure,
And sometimes I can't focus on a thing...
But darling, I wish you knew
Just how grateful I am.
Grateful to be found in you,
And to lose myself between your crimson lips.
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