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I needed you, I knew I was in danger
of losing what I used to think was mine
You said, Don't worry, don't you worry, darling
There are many ways a man can serve his time...
I asked you if a man could be forgiven
And though I failed at love, was this a crime?
You let me love you till I was a failure,
Your beauty on my bruise like iodine...
Extra Reading
Thursday, December 1, 2005
Comparing Oranges and Paprika
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