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Let me rub my back against the notches on your bedpost

scratch these afterthoughts off my flesh and shed ghosts

My head's close to your closet door.

I've got the glass to my ear. My nose is in your

business I smell something fishy here.

I hear bones rattling. Poems battling for space and time

Phones that'll ring when I make judgement calls with pick-up lines

Sexual hang-ups leave me waiting nude and while alone

It just gets aggrivating masterbatingto a dial tone.

I'm the home to run-away trains of thought

My one track mind is a collision inter-course where victim's cross,

Bedroom eyes...uncross their legs exposing inner thighs

I disrobe and show my most convincing disguise.

I've lived so many lives each death has left my face scarred

Hid so many lies under my breath that I can't face God

Dig into my mind deep enough you'll find a graveyard

I get nervous bodies will resurface every time it rains hard



"Don't cry, girl." Let me outline your short comings

While my world is full of them and they're all in the long runnings

It's all fun and games. It's all done in vane. It's all a ----ing shame

I ain't the one but I'm the one to complain?



I'm the one to come home.Compare.Contrast.Come fast

Make love to the present, fuck the past

Make love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lasts

Don't you dare worry about the morning aftermath

(yeah!)



Don't you love how much you paid for your education? (yeah)

Don't you love your job and spending every day there? (yeah)

Don't you love your girl? You have such a healthy relationship. (yeah)

Don't you love having that break-up sex, that make-up sex? (yeah)



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Taking an acid