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Apr 10, 2005 01:07

To sell my soul
To have the guts
To grow some balls,
So that I might finally be able
To do what I've wanted to do,
But never wanted to want:
To make the world my whore,
To bleed on it,
Then throw it away
And make it feel as cheap as I've felt
For not making it feel cheap.
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