If you want no strings attahced thrill,
Lets do it before night ends.
Come lady of your own freewill.
A hurt heart with love fast mends.
Against the moon, wind whips your hair.
Lets do it before night ends.
Both of us try hard not to stare.
We both know it, lets go here,
Now, under stars in the night air.
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Short but sweet. Give me some feedback on this one please.

