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Aug 2021
If you would but love me
All I am is yours

My heart
My soul
My individuality
My happiness
My meaning

All would be slaves to your thoughtless whims
If you would but love me

If you would but touch me
There is nothing I would not do

I would hold you
I would kiss you
I would lie to you
I would lie even to myself
I would cut my body in pieces

No suffering, no immorality would be too great for me
If you would but touch me

If you would but ask me
All I have would belong to you

My house
My treasures
My money
My time
My body

I could not pry them from your iron grasp
If you would but ask me
Also Sprach Zarathustra
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Also Sprach Zarathustra  22/M/Betwixt truth and madness
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