touchA Poem by Davidgeothe animals, oh how we love to touch each other (one way or another)... ((i'm not sure about this one fellas))the brain through the flesh from the finger back to the stem this s**t's intense enough now forget the past indulge this current feeling our exquisite present now across the brain flesh like a gift take the punch feel the pain call it... an intrinsic internal ability selling the past to live fresh like it didn't hurt before... you know (that's the reason) you do know, why you do this? the brain!!! it tells me.... give me your f*****g money. now. You will be "touched"
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