Luyện nghe bài hát Pain And Pleasure

And so my story winds on down toward an ending that's been found to
whenever all is said and done. I've my life and taken chances and if
some were by standards that were less important than my needs,
then I I could be crooked, evil, bent and twisted, looking down upon
the I tried to pull. But I see the strings extending up and down
and never ending as we dance around our and jerk to all the tunes
that only we hear and the voices only we fear each an island all
alone. But the contact that we do make, as we give and take abuse,
and its only multiplies. Yes I'm alone, but not forgotten, for each
comes and sees me often, sitting on a seat beside my bed, and we and
reminisce about a life that once was bliss before an act of made
us part. Of course they'll always be together, but their bond is of
leather not the flesh and blood it used to be. They're still full of
and healing, but it has a different feeling and for the few that seek
their sort of pain and pleasure they merge and give into insistent
urgency lives for seconds at a time. For pain and pleasure are the
twins slightly out of focus spin around us till we finally understand
that everything that gives us pleasure also us pain to measure it
by, and I also realize...that all our lives we love illusion,
between confusion and the need to know we are alive.


Eric
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Community College,
Glendale,
"I believe in Women's suffrage. Women may as much as they want."
-The great, Godlike Eric