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I can't breathe in my soul

So vacant,

I've dug myself a dark hole

And you continue to:

Spoil my heart

Letting me hang on to you,

Creeping to caress my part!



Oh no, don't you know baby?

Love isn't in the heart,

It's the Vagus maybe

Training the circuit from the start,

Oh yes, It's a running fibre spunk

& Its master is full of junk,



I could never last forever

Hate the damn word,

I just need to keep it together

And you continue on:

Spoiling my core

Letting me hang on to you,

with a mind so sore!



You can't read my intellect

so messy and corrupted,

I haven't left my issues yet

And you continue on:

Spoiling my meat

Letting me hang on to you,

By a psyche so discreet!



Oh no, don't you get it baby?

Love isn't in the heart,

It's the Vagus maybe

Training the circuit from the start,

Oh yes, it's the running fibre spunk

& Its master is full of junk,

Please stop spoiling me

Oh won't you stop!

Just try...

Can't you stop?

------
Bedouin Goddess


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