it’ll hurt

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Thus the problem
We all want the sugar you’re selling
The Voice you’re projecting
For free

‘neath it all your whisper 
Telling

It’s already gone
Shot
From your lips’ fingertips
To our bloodstream 

Cherished

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Was the second time a siren sang
In that convicted Southern way
I’s given the alright
To take back what I Always knew was right
My Rock, my Desire is right here
Tight here
Or he is nowhere 

Finally At Last

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I’d give much, save the sun
To watch what he’d have said -what he did say-
About all this
And where he looked when he said it.

What thoughts too, do the others share from the bottom of their dear hearts
-would you ever share them with me?

You. What about you?
Sit down, slap the ground and bid me come near.
What do you need me to know?

Chipped Cups

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 These melting hearts
The few of us have
That cannot escape the moment
Without uttering yes

The self-proclaimed wise
Tsk, tsk us and say
I’ve a number for you
They’ll fix it all up

The think’d wiser-still
Warn, no one can save you
And you’re weak
If you hope for who’d try

Let us tell what we’ve found
No call, no warn’ will we heed
For the hand and the kiss
Of a Friend, it helps heal