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Saturday, October 24, 2009

You'll drive me to a corner and whip a confession out of me.
A confession that I'd not bother to hide at all,
though an aboveboard confession would be impossible to extort.
There, duct tape to silence my pleadings
"Please don't hurt me, anymore".

Moving on 1:45 AM