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By Misti Date: 2002 Jul 11 Comment on this Work [[2002.07.11.02.50.26266]] |
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don't think he was listening when i screamed the truth think he was out to lunch when i took it all off I remember seeing him somewhere in the vicinity of my dark velvet libido I know he tasted my sour but the bitter must have eluded him, somehow but now he knows as the water fills my lungs and I sink from sight why must it always be this sorry way too little too late SOMEBODY SAVE ME FROM THIS FUCKING AMBIVALENCE |