What can I do for you. All ask that I empty my self
That I give my self up. Sacrifice. I'll mutilate
My limbs, dance in limbo, lend my lesion
But dear don't suck me dry take my life.
I can't live for you. Not any longer. I gave at home.
Selfishness is incorruptible. You must define
Your self. You must because I shouldn't.
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