I was never buff
I was more brains than brawn
Outsmarted all the other guys
Yet still blind to the ways I was wrong
I clung to her for safety
And Mary comforted me
Yet in the end I was more broken
She shouldn't have seen what I let her see
I helped her sell her soul
And she thought that it was cute
Wisdom: “Never give the body
When the soul is kept on mute.”
Cleanse your hearts, you double-minded
Get purified from sin
Now I have to get her out of this
Because I got her in
I must not ever let that die
I refuse to be a brute
Desperate for relief
First talk when chemistry aligned
Minecraft days; on spleef
I was neither dead nor alive
My brain was always buzzing
I’ll have to wait for God’s dear wife
Before I can start fucking
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