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By Marshall Hann Submitted by blessed23 Date: 2006 Feb 15 Comment on this Work [[2006.02.15.05.02.27560]] |
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Your Flesh entices me, your kind words taunt me (though that is a mistake you never meant to make) I touch You and you shake in ecstacy but I am confused by who you are (who you appear to be) I don't Know what I want from you Perhaps your just a piece of gold that sparkles and shines and your soul is just a ghost (your worth to me is fluctuating uncontrollably) I take two steps back put my hands at my side and open my eyes hoping that I will see something in your eyes (Something perfectly real) |