What's mine is yours
What's yours is only for
You.
You let others see
On good days
What's your Possession.
What your manlessness wants to exclude from the presence of anyone else.
In the crowd you'll sit and taste
With a bittersweet dispair
that "She is mine".
-
Then why do I
Let her
Dance?
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 12:57 AM UTC
What's mine is yours
What's yours is only for
You.
You let others see
On good days
What's your Possession.
What your manlessness wants to exclude from the presence of anyone else.
In the crowd you'll sit and taste
With a bittersweet dispair
that "She is mine".
-
Then why do I
Let her
Dance?
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