Guest Valk0010 Posted April 26, 2012 Posted April 26, 2012 Drag me thru the mud, I call your name, and say The only subject is love I am more then the sum of my parts. I am marked. There is nothing I can do about that. I find my mind a mystery but I know its sick. The only thing I can do is love. My reason is at a limit. I can't rationalize my knowledge. Touchy feelie, fuzzy wuzzy The only thing I can do is love. The only subject is that. It defines every thought. Political Monetary Sexual. I can do only one thing. That is love. 1
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