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
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