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Tug
© 2011 New
Recruit (forekin-restoration.net)
Sit…
In quiet contemplation Of the ever lost sensation, And the quiet recreation That is gone within this nation. And I… Tug, To increase the skin; Tug, To be whole again; Tug, To reduce the pain; Tug, To induce the gain. And I… Talk… To the ones I love the most, Of the gains that are no boast And of all those coast to coast Who type up their ire and post. And I… Tug, To make me feel strong; Tug, To undo the wrong; Tug, To reduce the pain; Tug, To induce the gain. And I… Move… With a limping gait, From the strap or weight, Knowing there’s some date I won’t be in this state. And I … Tug, Until a pinch is felt; Tug, Until the cards are dealt; Tug, To reduce the pain; Tug, To induce the gain. And I sit, Waiting one day to feel whole. And I talk, Of the loss of what’s below. And I move, With a purpose in my soul. And I… Tug, Because I had no voice; Tug, Because I had no choice; Tug, To reduce the pain; Tug, To induce the gain. And I… Shout… For anyone to hear. And I shout For every birth that’s near. And I shout Of what was meant to be. And I shout To prevent another me. And I tug, Because there is a way; Tug, Waiting for some day; Tug, Depress, inflate and tape; Tug, Into the proper shape; Tug, To reduce the pain; Tug, To induce the gain. And I…. Tug. --New Recruit
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