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then i was scared
now i am armed
well, you just stare
and lo, i am charmed
you stand and smoke
and draw me near
i touch and stroke
till the dawn is here
you come and go
i fill the time
you raise a brow
i write a rhyme
why can't i smudge your neck
when you are sober and sane
oh please, what the heck
will you please come again?!
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When sense
is an inconvenience!!
1 comment:
Sense is an inconvinience???
...I thought u were more than that
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