The Neighbourhood A Little Death
vacancy was lit. the guests were checking in. the concierge was cold. the water pipes had mold all over them. the room was fit for two. the bed was left in ruins. the neighbor was knocking, but no one would let him in. touch me. i want you to touch me there. make me feel like i am breathing, feel like i am human. dancing through the night. a vodka and a sprite. a glimpse of the silhouette. a night that they d never forget. br, br,
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