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I wish that he and I |
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at least once in a While |
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had something small in common ... |
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a secret, |
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if you like. |
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But there's no common ground here, |
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not a single thing we share, |
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on the same Planet we live, |
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but in two different Worlds. |
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He clearly did not like me, |
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that part was plain to see, |
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the very moment that he laid his grey Eyes on me, |
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His buff, muscular body |
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like the old cliché Marine, |
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Oh, not too many times before |
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(thank goodness) have I seen... |
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So much contemp on a single white Man's face, |
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his Fists were cluteched so tightly that his brute fingernails |
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left bleeding Marks in the rouch palms on his Hands...- |
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all just to ensure that we would never become friends! |
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If I felt like jesting now, |
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which, believe me, I am not, |
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I might compare his red face to a boiling teapot, |
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or an old Locomotive, |
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far too quickly building up steam, |
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its mightly Kettle seen to expolode, if he finds no quick Release. |
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Do you think it's strange of me to hope someday he will marry me, |
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or at least feel the strongest need to hold me when I fall & bleed? |
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Oh, I wish that he and I were just a little more alike, |
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or had a tiny Thing in common ...- oh, wouldn't that be nice... |
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Yes, he sleeps nakedly, while I always sleep fully dressed. |
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He is full of Life, I am mostly depressed. |
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I guess, that's why I wish that he would want to take a walk with me |
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through lonely Fields of Sorrow, the only place I've ever seen... |
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In vagued Daydreams I'm dreaming about Stains of his Semen, |
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put precisely on me, more as a ... "theory". |
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Sometimes I wish that He would fondly think of me |
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each time he strokes his Penis...- or when the Clock strickes Three. |
