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Moody Two

Presentation of the polish, of the scholar, tied and suited, hair streak rooted ready for your public But in private, hardly civil, flaming peril, always sterile can't compare the outside with the in When the two sides meet each other will they recognize one another? Will they find a truthful mirror to scan through the hypocrisy? Always patient, but naive not obvious you love to get caught Travesty of selfishness sought Moody, split in two.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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