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Loose Lost Lust

 


Loose
            them binding ties that bind.
Lost
          the fucking car keys again
          the fucking car keys
          keys to the fucking car.
Lust
          well bust me me in the skin game,
          the skin trade, a skinny woman
                                           to love.
Splay
          yr bloody innards all over
          this fakers page, nuance every
                    fckn place til it don't mean a bit
                          of shit
                              any more.
Ab'use
            me wit them there piercing eyes,
            wit, o, those bloody glances,
            in nigh, nigh, nightimes fascinated
                         in trance.
                               Lost Loose
                                    Lust
           (no one home to cook dinner, or naked
                                                   to fuck,
                                            to fuck,
                     to fuckin Make Love To
        in that forever be'be'beyond what wee Like to call
                                  death).

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dkzkdankozak23Feb2021po'eh'tryAnd maloDe Pic'tuur#####
Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
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"Oh lonesome is a bad place to get crowded into".   KENNETH PATCHEN
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