And she said:
"Give me a reason to love you. Give me a reason to be
a woman. I just want to be a woman..."
what is new come bleedin old
the fever hits you fast
diddle diddle till you're sold
to fevers flow he cast
passion's flame defines his quill
he's bled out all he's writ
etched in soul for now until
your beacons have been lit
forward play from hunger pains
whose distance has no role
lightly mines your hunger stains
till quill can pen the whole
~moses apollo
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