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Six thirty and dawn keeps our secrets between the sheets. Cigarettes and cheap alcohol, soft voices and mixed regrets. It's hard to deny this with your scent on my hair, my clothes and skin. We're spinning tragic web filled with lies and sex and blood. Wandering hands with idle lips and the debauchery has just begun. There's something here between us. Not quite love, but a little more than lust. You swear you'll never hurt me but it's kind of late for that. Six thirty and dawn creeping along the horizon. Windowsills and menthol ashes, whispers and all our mistakes. It's hard to deny this now since everything has already been done. Now we lay in our tragic web half-naked, half-asleep, half-satisfied. Cigarette smoke and orange juice and we promise not to try again. There's an uneasiness here within us. Keeping us from stirring in our sleep. I swore I'd never love you but it's kind of late for that. Oh, hey guys. Sorry it's been awhile. I'm alive, but my computer's not doing too well.