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Apr 2012
Your apparent obsessions soon formed into possessions
A neurosis switched rapidly to psychosis
Transgressions were observed yet spiraled into the absurd
A nighttime of *** play was soon fraught with dismay
and the only lasting memory was your touch
transforming you into my enemy
Fly on my wall aka Lisa
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   JM, --- and ---
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