Spoiling my clean soul
And sparing devils in teens
Hypocrisy thrives
Every bit of my flesh
And my soul is sold to the
Law's untaught baby
Baby has time umpteen
Now that he is not eighteen
To spew out venom
And I see in angst
How the law nurtures Men
Hungry for new flesh
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