Don't let your lids black, oil down that attractant
That's what you said once outside your cell
We used to go out, chant the names of power
Let's hit the plough now you're back around
YHVH now you broke out
No, it isn't the first time you showed up
On the first of the month asking me for your cut
And some virgin parchment you brought me to read
Why'd you pick a virgin over me?
That's an adult situation you threw
At your childhood comtemporary
I was ne
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