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Somebody told me once to cherish my youth, leaving one to conclude the message failed to get through. So much for subtlety and shortness of breath, in life a holy-must have - in death a lonely- no get. She was so young, perfect example of fun. You wouldn’t know it, but she’ll show you if you asked her to. She don’t care too much for politics and guns, nor this thing called love, ’cause, she only wants to fuck…Whoever’s closest to her…But, I’m standing right besides her…Caught in the web of the dancing spider! This sounds redundant, but it’s all that I’ve got, so why wait ‘till it falls off, let’s do it! Never stop! So much for sanctity, the powers that be aren’t really in control of my mind, my soul, my body. “Do you feel dirty like I feel dirty when I touch you there?” Good! That’s the appeal, how it’s supposed to feel. Now come on over here and get down on your knees and kneel…And do what your instincts tell ya’…Since I’m standing right beside ya’…Caught in the haze of the doubting messiah! Once again, my friend, the story stops where it began leaving me to defend just who I am. So much for silence and the eagerness to please, if romance is the cure, to question is the disease. One might say true love, like something sent from above. If looks could kill, maybe still there is luck. This went on for years, intimacy disappeared. Had to throw a wrench in the gears and steer myself clear…From these emotions that haunt me…But, you’re still standing right beside me…Caught in the grip of a long lost mystery!
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