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By Billie Myers Submitted by muryan Date: 2002 Jun 19 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.19.18.06.26877]] |
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"The first time we made love In your mothers unmade bed, I felt nothing but feeling, I noticed nothing but you. The last time we made time To make love in our own bed I felt nothing But I noticed the ceiling needed painting Is that the law of diminishing returns.....?" |