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Only Once
The doctor wants my skin
The devil craves my soul
The gossips find my sin
The tension takes its toll
The town needs a son
The school gives a grade
I want some fun
Willing to make a trade
Touching girly flesh
Blessed are the meek
Need to have it fresh
Sick of being weak
Pieces of the Word
Spoken piously
Often seem absurd
Meaningless to me
I’m pissed hearing bells
Like a rat in a maze
Please let me tell
It’s not just a phase
I’m stuck in a place
Where they won’t preach
Haunted by a space
A lesson you can’t teach
A whisper in the dark
I flee from the light
It’s time to make my mark
Pleasure is in sight
Searing raw
Lost obscene
Only once
Seventeen
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