I don’t think I’m dishonest I only told one lie though I told it many times they tell me I was wicked for doing as I liked but everything is permissible if
you’re prepared to pay the price
all things
are basically cool until of course they’re
not I sometimes had to detonate my
nuclear device the power that moves
my heart is pounding out new stars my love is catastrophic it could tear the world apart
everything I
did I did in the name of love I would not go without I was an emotional junkie whore there was a gaping hole at the centre of my soul all my days I hungered afraid to be alone I wasn’t the only one I had accomplices but I’m the one they fingered the one who took the
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