I want to be free,
Free as a whore
Attractive as a saint
Unique but finally beaten
What is my hidden temper
Is it just a shadow
Of somebody's else being?
Is my existence just the
Same old clocking
Of imaginary time?
Can't somebody understand
My flesh as I can't
Reach my soul?
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