Make haste upon the wind of your questions
Purge that glimmer of trust
Flattery, will get you nowhere fast
Once I confirm, you are not
One of us
Take a safari on the icing of your own cake
Then cut me a slice or two
You can get overly sentimental, if you like
While I have your cake
And eat it too
Shut off the valve to your bleeding heart
No pity is needed here
I ride ******** on all my trials
Been roughing it
For years
Go ahead and apply your salve to all those wounds
You have been rubbing all that salt in
I wear a shield of aiming intention
That I call my tough
Thick skin
Oct 29, 2010
Oct 29, 2010 at 6:31 PM UTC
Make haste upon the wind of your questions
Purge that glimmer of trust
Flattery, will get you nowhere fast
Once I confirm, you are not
One of us
Take a safari on the icing of your own cake
Then cut me a slice or two
You can get overly sentimental, if you like
While I have your cake
And eat it too
Shut off the valve to your bleeding heart
No pity is needed here
I ride ******** on all my trials
Been roughing it
For years
Go ahead and apply your salve to all those wounds
You have been rubbing all that salt in
I wear a shield of aiming intention
That I call my tough
Thick skin
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