"Your Mom"

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The original me wouldn't fuck with ya'... And I was beginning to fuck with ya'...

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Sat at a table in a small cafe,
          Tea in hand while the wind begun to sway.
          Not much to do in particular, I think 
          I'll name this a lazy day.
          
          Then be it decided, she filled my mind,
          Not to different from 
          my recent "last" time.
          
          This time I wont resist. I'll close my eyes in this chair,
          while my thoughts plead for 
          blissful reminisce.
          
          She took me on an adventure. Re-guided my map while 
          re-curving my track.
          If there's one thing I can say, she's one hell of
          a multi-tasker.  
          That's a fact.
          
          I remember the hours we spent talking. Laughs and smiles so wide. 
          Though we're miles apart. States,cultures, countries, an
          ocean with dangerous tides.
          
          But you see, she slowly jumped in.
          She opened my door.
          She crossed my bridge,
          Broke into my mind. and sent out a call for 
          a love prewar.
          
          She  opened my mind, much father then it was.
          She took my heart , then shared. One piece for
          each of us.
           
          The feeling came of implore, Her world became just
          too damn sexy, How could I not
          explore?
           
          My heart gave me a mission, my soul the commands.
          I knew what I then wanted, and
          sought for her dreamland.
          
          Be it determined. What my quest designed.
          Let me into her soul.
          Let me into her mind.
          Give me all that I need.
          Cause see, she's all mine.
          
          Love was on a chase, higher, up over the hill,
          It aimed in 1st place. 
          Then change showed up.
          It just had to fly through space, 
          trace a base, crash the race at a much faster pace,
          kidnap Love and throw it into
           a locked briefcase.
          
          What then was there to do? 
          Was it my insecurities that was at fault for our love
          that'd been painfully already askew?
          
          It had been only short-termed, 
          never forgetful or regretful,
          but a friendship that demanded return.
          Lesson be it learned.
          Notes be it taken.
          Just don't let it be 
          mistaken.
          
          That what we have, is unknown to us and deeply confusing.
          Our steel bond has suffered its bruising, misusing, 
          yet still protested refusing by choosing,
          Overcoming over Losing, 
          with us still cruising.
          
                F&A          -Kary

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