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Stud In Mud

Poverty possessed – need to own Steal away to possess by me – and me alone Ludicrous to obsess need to love Stolen away to either be free and obsessed or jailed and alone With time displaced time we’ve grown
Between a hard place to face and a stone. By J.Thornton

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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