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Nov 2011
Of ways unknown, my lascivious desire
What formed of a spark has churned to a fire
And from that birth comes its reverence
And my eyes towards you can find it's preference
You, prodigious in strength, cause me to flake
And my weak heart you'll gregariously take
Abhorred by all and all that I know
Is that I'm destined to traverse here alone
Yet, I stand on ankles to ascertain your directions
To feed my inherent need for your affections
O Heart! O Head! You strive to appease
And your solacing way turns men to fleas
Lust, dripping slow, being rain on my skin
is the closest way I have to letting you in.
Broderick
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Broderick  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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