how the other half lives

You make me feel like I am fun again, everybody’s looking for something, I know the reason why you keep this silence, all I want is for you to make love to me. Pick up the phone, I’m always home, play the one that’s on his heart, oh, my heart gets so heavy, makes you wonder how the other half lives. You get twisted and you can’t come down, everything he lacks, he makes up in denial, I’m a toy, come play with me.

David Cain, Song of Songs

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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