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Mother, father, look at your little monster,
I’m a hero, I’m a zero,
I’m the butt of the worst joke in history,
I’m a lock without a key, a city with no door,
A prayer without faith,a show without a score,
I’m a bad word, a wink, a nod, a shiver,
An untold story, sex without fury,
A creeping gray memory,
I am incomplete...
Doctor, cure me; what is the cause of my condition,
This madness shoots me,
Like bullets smashing glass in silent movie,
I’m a trap without a spring, a temple with no god,
A jack without an ace, the tip of your tongue,
I’m a promise, an unmailed letter,
An unbuilt motor, deck without a joker,
A creeping gray memory
I am incomplete...
Tell saint peter not to bet on me,
I am a naked obsession,
A good intention gone bad,
I am incomplete...
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