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Keep me from people

Keep me from people

who try to understand.

 

Tell them that I'm ugly.

Because I am ugly.

Tell them that I'm stupid.

Because I am stupid.

Tell them that I have halitosis.

Because I do have halitosis.

Tell them that I'm going blind.

Because I am going blind.

Tell them that my legs hurt.

Because my legs do hurt.

Tell them I eat dogs

and my **** needs looking at.

That my teeth are rotting in my skull.

and I'm growing hair where

it doesn't normally grow.

 

But, I have my hands:

wonderfully creative and able to do

so much. My magically strong hands:

powerful and able to hold

so much.

To cradle a baby, or make love

to a women, to bargain a deal, or steal.

 

I have my hands

and all they can do for me.

To cultivate, operate, ********** with.

Tell them that.

 

Tell them

 

that if they want me,

 

to understand me,

 

to see the how and for why

I do things,

 

tell them to come talk to me,

 

because I really do have halitosis.

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Aug 19, 2010
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