Float like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
Has the light gone out for you?
Because the light's gone out for me
It is the 21st century
It is the 21st century
Him. Her. Hic. Ille.
I.
Code of Love,
Code of Love,
Me, Myself & I.
I watch them strut altogether,
so hallow, so callous,
with their curved vacuum Troys,
ephemeral snares unsurpassed,
and tigers' eyes of guile...
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