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revexrevex
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Follow me, take some D-Bol and be free.....
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revexrevex
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Your body folds into my curves like an origami animal
Each groove slides perfectly on my flesh
And I love how you and me morph into we
And you promise to be there forever as a lord to his manor
And I promise to be a picture of perfection painted by Picasso with Van Goughs approval
And for you it isn’t enough
And for me that’s all I have
So in depth of passion and in the aftermath of sweaty heat you want to know some secrets
You want to dissect my soul and dance on my bloody heart
Some secrets:
I am the little girl in the red dress watching how all the white dresses go by
Some secrets of how my 3 year old or so mouth having to open
Of how I try to escape reality by building deep green nothings in my mind
And then you lift your hand away from my cheek and carry your tired body away from me into a darkness where the we dissolves into you and me.
Each groove slides perfectly on my flesh
And I love how you and me morph into we
And you promise to be there forever as a lord to his manor
And I promise to be a picture of perfection painted by Picasso with Van Goughs approval
And for you it isn’t enough
And for me that’s all I have
So in depth of passion and in the aftermath of sweaty heat you want to know some secrets
You want to dissect my soul and dance on my bloody heart
Some secrets:
I am the little girl in the red dress watching how all the white dresses go by
Some secrets of how my 3 year old or so mouth having to open
Of how I try to escape reality by building deep green nothings in my mind
And then you lift your hand away from my cheek and carry your tired body away from me into a darkness where the we dissolves into you and me.
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revexrevex
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Explaining these problems implementing the bodybuilding metaphor would be a supplementary benefit to what I am really trying to impress upon my oblivious training partners. The core of what I seek to convey is something even I have trouble perceiving and profoundly understanding unless I engage this comparison between what I have done to my physical self and what humanity has done to the physical world. This point I grope in the dark for is more subtle, and requires the memory of a self view that has long been discarded. Consulting my least ardent bodybuilding partner, the least committed juicer who lifts and injects simply to be assimilated into something, I would ask him if he remembers what life was like before he worked out. How did it feel to shower, to run, to shave? To rise from bed, foresee the day, and not have the two or three hours of sweating and groaning and flexing and staring at yourself monopolozing the time, energy, and thrill of the day. I have trouble recalling how life was before I became addicted to the sexual accumulation of blood at the site of a workout, before I felt behooved to extend layers of muscle outside of myself
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revexrevex
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have some decency.
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revexrevex
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my love looks like a girl tonight
but she is old
the plaits that lie long her pillow
are not gold
but threaded with tragic silver
and uncanny cold
she looks like a young maiden
since her brow is smooth and fair
he cheeks are sleek and smooth
her eyes are closed
she sleeps a rare
So still, winsome sleep, and so composed.
She sleeps like a bride, and dreams her dreams of perfect things...
he lies at last, the darling, in the shape of her dreams
And her dead mouth sings
but she is old
the plaits that lie long her pillow
are not gold
but threaded with tragic silver
and uncanny cold
she looks like a young maiden
since her brow is smooth and fair
he cheeks are sleek and smooth
her eyes are closed
she sleeps a rare
So still, winsome sleep, and so composed.
She sleeps like a bride, and dreams her dreams of perfect things...
he lies at last, the darling, in the shape of her dreams
And her dead mouth sings
revex = gay
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slobberknocker
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Deverstition=OWNED, BANNED, and LOCKED
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