come inside

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come inside

Come into my space to play some games
Sex and mockery
I will be your fantasies and make your dreams come true
It might hurt a little
But I know you don’t mind
Come inside
So we can play some games
I will not tell anyone, but it will cost you
You laugh at me and call me a whore
But I will take your money anyway
And from now on I will be your dirty little secret
Come inside…

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

elmo’s Poems (3)

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