How true are my thoughts?
                                                                                                                             We are all whores
            How true are your thoughts?
                                                                                                                             We are all perverts

                                                                                                                              We are all sick

               mmmmm
 

                                                                      She loves me/She loves me not
                                                                      She hates me/She despises me
                                                                                 She loves me
                                                                                     Hurray!
 

         Don't celibate to soon
 

                                       YOU MIGHT STILL HAVE A LOT OF WANKING TO DO
 

                                                                                    ???
 

                                                        ????????              ????????
 

                                                                                    ???
 

                                                FUCK    HER                                                         :)
 
 
 

                          There is a cold wind

                                    blowing

                             Through my Soul                                                                            Is  It
                                                                                                                             But a Fantasy
                                                                                                                                    of
                           A bitterness exists                                                                        My Desire

                                     there
                                      now

                               Will  no-one                                                            I     AM    IN      from   which

                            come to my side                                                                A                  i      watch

                                     and                                                                      STATE                myself

                                  help try                                                                     breath     OF      quietly

                                warm  me                                                                        SUSPENDED

                                                                                                                 in              &                 out

                                                                                                                        ANIMATION

           i watch people race around

                                                                                 It is over

                                                                                     and

                                                                                       I

                                                                                   nearly

                                                                                   DeaD

                                                                                   with it

     

           I have to move on

                                                             

                                               

                                                                           

(c) Walter Davies
 

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