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Monday, June 19, 2006

Lay Me, Love Me, Lie To Me

the man of my dreams

is not what he seems
yet i go to extremes

to find him


i just beg him to haunt me

i want him to want me

i allow him to taunt me

in my sleep


i don't want to breed him

i really don't need him

but i want to feed him

all my lines


the man i so desire

is not one i admire

he's just a plain liar

and i love him
I AM THAT MOUSE
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