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2003-07-25 - 9:12 p.m. let me break it down for you a little more succinctly this isn't about you and it isn't about me I'm an artist and I won't stay on the shelf you know what I'm sayin' -- like the song, Lose Yourself so if the the well will one way waste why wet dry with just a taste? don't get me wrong, fornication is fun the syncing of rythyms, the slow teasing run, but a soul mate who stays is worth thousands of plays and besides even if single all of my days I must fear the one who insists that we stay on the maximum benefit super highway avoiding the wide path, the destructive way, learning to love one another, to pray for healing, for goodness, your progeny's day; that way if you're married someday or you know, if you're more than one play, I'll still be able to smile as you go on your way and I'll hope you get there but ain't it a shame? you couldn't go there with me -- and I'm to blame cuz I hit it hard and I crash hard too you see I'm an artist and I do what I do for the glory of the one who made water to soothe so I'd rather hydrotherapize you because that is love, and love is the way so I go with the flow, in the know, and I'm saved. � � |