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the nakedness of the eternal marketplace

For excuses for our lack of real love

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( salvation on the cheap )

she sells her body expecting Indulgences

from the Church Of Human *******

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( mating like swine we please our masters )

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The chill winds that numb us

And mask the fact that we are already numb

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We talk so playfully of pain and death

To mask the fact that we are terrified

Of any thought of an after-life

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the little boy

( over there ! )                                                
Are you surprised

                                       That he looks just like you ?

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I love you girl

I love you for your floppy *****

Spread your legs quickly

Soon I'll be gone

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the little girl

Sleeping underneath the bridge

Go tell the kids

Then we'll go have some fun

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pretend we are policemun !

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( true ameriguns ! )

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We could simple be loving but why ?

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We are lost / almost gone

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Who is pure ?

We know !

NO ONE