Made to Love
As a little kid I saw boys bragging about the mice they had caught, and made to love, like a responsible drug addict, you are caught and made to love, with eyes so innocent, in a sense no sense in sin, sixes and sevens, or something relevant, like a beautiful battered woman, like a midnight musical, she's caught in the spiders web, in a little kids aquarium, caught and made to love.
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