A Good Man
The secret lives of men
Voices creeping up your flesh
Until you respond
No knows but you
Except the walls
And the close door
Invaded by your thoughts
Carry on routine
And try to forget
But to no avail
It could be anything
Another woman
A needle
Hardcore skin to skin revelations on your computer skin
Wine that flows like blood in the warzone
And yet we are seen as a Good man
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