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Jan 2016
All I really wanted
Was someone who needs me
Thats all I really want
I play the game
With such precision
But I don't enjoy the hunt
You come around
With your fancy persuasions
And try to stay awhile
You try to be
The judge and jury
And put my life on trial

Do t try to cross ...
....no burning bridges
Don't try to crosswire me
Don't try to cross....
.....no open spaces
Don't cross examine me

I'll come to order
When I'm good and ready
Don't try to make me rush
You know the answers
That I'm gonna give you
Won't really tell you much

I 'll plead the fifth
If you really force it
And keep it locked inside
Take what you get
I'll give you that much
To keep you satisfied

I have no defence
When it comes to hurtin
The prosecution rests
You bound me over
As your own solution
Even though....I had confessed.

All I really wanted
Was someone who needs me.
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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