Suspicion of my true loveSep 18 '02 Write an essay on this topic.
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The Bottom Line Who (what) is your true love?
You gave my books back yesterday. It's been a year or two. Locked away in that no woman's land you call a garage. Remember that drunken night not so long ago when I told you that I was "missing my words"? You thought I was crazy, crying real tears and yearning for the only thing that's ever truly been mine. And you laughed that condescending way you have. Instead of having a love for the rack and screw. You have a suspicion of everything that doesn't include you. I got my books back yesterday, my life, my words covered with cobwebs and mouse turds. |
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