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Sex Is the Enemy

Sex bonds two people together like butter without bread nothing but solid gray sand and lonely tears. Sex is a weapon. Shoot you are dead. Lost and misread this loaded gun full of bullets. My heart a bed of rocks. I love you but sex is a weapon. Sex holds us to someone and without it we are lost and afraid. Lay down your shield. The battle is won and there is always a love for someone. We fight but sex is always the bullet straight to the soul it leaves a hole and drags you back for more. Sex is a weapon. Shoot this heart. Bend your dear sin. I will forgive because of sex the bullet goes in and the war is won. Shine your eyes for mercy. Sex is a weapon. Give it to me and I will blow your mind. Dead, then you wake for a new shine. A whorehouse at the altar. Boots for your mother. Have mercy on us all. Sex is the enemy it always gets us every time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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