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Faux Daddy 2

Iím your sickness
Codeine and Sprite
Pulling you down
Into my lair of last rites
Iím your addict
Artist, poet and troubadour
Outta red
Slitting my wrist
I need that color bad
Iím your admirer
Old but hard and vigilant
You donít understand this attraction
Yet you wonít let me leave
I put you on a pedestal
Half looking at your ass
Or up your dress
I put you on a pedestal
I understand your mess
It goes on and on
Iíll never stop coming for you
You like the attention
Faux Daddy
He
Adores
You
Author's Note
Could be a Bukowski mirror or just my ongoing story ...

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