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Once
 
Once I was loved
Warm nights of passion
Fingers deep inside you
Exploding inside your body
Reaching out to your soul

Slowly you came to hate me
As time moved forward I hated me too
A job became a memory
A bottle my lover
Then a syringe
A crack pipe

At last my only friend Rob Ford
deserted me
So cold upon the streets
Jane and Finch no shelter there
So in the downtown canyons of the businessmen
I lie

What truth is this that melts my soul
In a city so revered as good
I am invisible
Yet all was wasted by my love for you
Now you do not see my face
Even if I stood I front of you


By Dooby

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