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the skin toughens with every bruise the top layer sheds the next one steps forward for another beating. pretty soon numbness sets in. its called learning. it takes a little getting used to, some time and tough luck a little bit of twisted logic a shrug, and a stubborn capacity to endure. like onion being peeled, the tears well up when the dried layer comes off. so... you beat me up, and i take it. if you smile past your raging fits, i learn. we move along. nice and dandy. just do not give up on me. one day, i will be reasonably numb. and then we will comfortably beat each other to a blissful stupor. so lemme have it if you feel like it, love. i am an eager learning ****** just hold me tight whenever you pounce on me and let me know when it is over.
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Dec 21, 2009
Dec 21, 2009 at 5:48 PM UTC
toughening up
the skin toughens with every bruise the top layer sheds the next one steps forward for another beating. pretty soon numbness sets in. its called learning. it takes a little getting used to, some time and tough luck a little bit of twisted logic a shrug, and a stubborn capacity to endure. like onion being peeled, the tears well up when the dried layer comes off. so... you beat me up, and i take it. if you smile past your raging fits, i learn. we move along. nice and dandy. just do not give up on me. one day, i will be reasonably numb. and then we will comfortably beat each other to a blissful stupor. so lemme have it if you feel like it, love. i am an eager learning ****** just hold me tight whenever you pounce on me and let me know when it is over.
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Dec 21, 2009
Dec 21, 2009 at 5:48 PM UTC
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