By B.K.
Date: 2010 Mar 07
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He follows me like
A spring duckling
Follows its mama
Thinking it might die
If it does not know
Every second where she is
It used to be thrilling
And now it’s draining
All the life outta me
I know Lyndon Baines Johnson
Used to say
He never trusted anyone
Till he had them by the balls
But Darlin you have the hurt machine
With lasers that you throw
Mine are mere words
Mine you cannot hold
Mine can only be here proof
Or on paper scrawled

Stop Hurting Me!

(Let Me Go!)