Sunday, 27 May 2012

Weapon of Choice

Don't need no trouble
Don't mean no harm
Isn't my fault
I choose not to say no

I'm not crazy
I prove my sanity everyday
With a simple three letter word
That need not be said
To be heard

So let's come to an understanding
My demands are simple
I'll bring you joy
If you'll be my toy

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