Sister,
It has been a long time since we have spoken or seen each other. About three and a half years now. And I got to tell you that I miss you like hell in my pants. And that ain't no pussy-willowing joke. I miss you that my heart goes aching like a poisoned cat, just like that, around in circles. I miss you, boy did I love you. I loved you lusciously....

Sister, there ain't nothing left of me now, you know that, there ain't much left of me at all. still got that smiling pretty face but i can see the marks of suffering, like railway tracks the slaves ran through, baby, you know what i mean, there ain't nothing left of you in me. maybe sometimes, something creeps