6 November 2007
once i was a serene teenaged child
once i felt your cock against my thigh
you said you were a poet, man
your poetry wasn't obvious to me
Ja, vi vet du behöver hjälp
Den här stan gör mig g a l e n igen
Du kommer aldrig mer bli dig själv
Och jag tror minsann min själ dör av svält
Man blir t
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