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an ex boyfriend, pretentious cinema magazines, and morgan's spiced :)

When you spring to mind
Youre joined by this craving
Radiating from whats left behind
The aftermath of films and drinking

I was and am ‘his little sister’
Enemy territory now
But you still call me up sometimes
And offer to take me out

Youre a temptation
Biblically wrong,
You the snake, I being eve
then again, how often are we young?

Young and bored and restless
Jumping and fighting for experience
Out for laughs and kicks
Were on the road, Kerouac and friends.