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Rick Swartzentrover
© 07-10-1999 |
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Love is suppose to be a wonderful thing
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But for me love has always been ugly
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A slavery of the worse kind
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Because it is a self imposed sickness |
No flowers or butterflies |
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No stars and giggles |
No oneness or completeness
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Just rejection and being used |
You would think I would learn |
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But morons have no memory |
Past pain is to easily forgotten
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Surly I’ll be safe this time??? |
WHAM - face against the wall |
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Broken hearted in despair |
Now I remember all the pain
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To late, the newest shipment has arrived |
Force feeding myself broken class |
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Ripping out my heart
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My God I’ll never do this again |
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At least not until tomorrow |
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