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M Genth

Lost fun

Stop bewitching me

Not so cool not so groovy, old labels in cold marble
I would like to like my style, to release my bile
Become the fun that is still there under the rabble
But baby, something in my lonely bed
Some dark faire has bewitched me
And I don’t really know where that fun me can be.
But baby some ghost has told a spider not to let me go wilder
And so I sit inside as the lone balcony smiles to all babes swinging
And the water pump drinks that Kentucky bourbon sip by sip
Oh baby this time I’ve really lose it, can’t get a grip.
Please dear hit me hard and make chant that whip.

#fantasy #hope #humor #praise

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