Tambourine Man

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Venting about using sex like a drug to distract from issues.
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Mr. Tambourine man I'm not Sleepy, can't you plainly See?

Sweaty, Warm and Weary. Hiding from the day.

Lust can cover anything, let's just try at-least.

Mind Fucked and Dazed, distraction with no Teeth.

Musty,Fighting,Reeling for a fleeting chance of Peace.

Escape is all I Craved but now it's like Disease.

It's Finished now, he's leaving, I Cry myself to Sleep.

Time tick's on but I tick back waiting for Release.

When will he come back again, to play a Song for me?

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