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Aug 2011
maybe thats why
this is not working
saying to you that i love you
feels like swearing
aloud in a church
saying to you that i care
feels like stepping
on a snake
saying to you that i agree
feels like admitting
****** in the first degree
its uncomfortable
our connection
like cancer this love
is infectious
grabbing hold never letting go
for better
for much worse
the curse: no coin in my purse
it puts longing and loathing
in this verse
but it could be worse
i could be driving your hearse
samuel nathan
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