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You asked about my babies,and I laughed and saidI've got none.Your lady was beautifuland you said thatlooks are nice, buta woman's mindis hard to find..
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"Life is precious.That is God's child."Your thesis with no argument.Your veil for your desire to control."Life is precious.How could you?Baby killer!"..
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Passion.You all try to quell mine.When the blood gushes to my heartand the fuel to my soul,I think ahead."Stop taking it so seeeeriously.Calm down.Why..
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I'm sorry, I'm sorryI know I always say thatYou think I'm insincereand for that, I'm sorryI wish I could look into your eyesI hate the way that sounds..
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When I'm meant to be in the present,my mind drifts to arealm of fantasy.Desires,electricity.A slow burning runs all over.My arms and my fingers,my leg..
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Unwanted.You are unwanted, yetyou swing throughlike an old friend.You ease into my mindand nestle in thebed you builtlong ago.A surprise. Apredator. A..
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Is itenough?I ask myself.Then I say,What a foolishquestion!I have this whip,see, and I have this fleshyneedlework, see.Endless punishment,always walki..
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Lam, Ram, Yam.Take me to Indiaor to Tibet.How weary I am ofWestern practices.No church has ever shown mewhat the East has.I now walk in a glowing,viol..
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My hands float off my faceand light comesin a stampede.Not a celestial,angelic light thatglows like a million pearls.It is greenlike old flesh taking ..
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There is a quiet castle I've foundthat very few have seen.It is massive,booming, but stillso subtle.Its king is a keen one,brilliant and methodical.He..
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