Fake

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Note: About having sex with a person who we feel sexually attracted to but not emotionally.

The waves rise up
As we make love
The cracks of the earth shut up
As we make love

The roots from the ground rise up
As we make love
Those nearby shut up
By the sounds of our earthly love

The hotness is external
As we make love
But nothing feels internal
As we make love

We are making love without being in love
And that is why we Fake love...

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