She is so ****** up And it freaks me out She is so messed up Always finds something to worry about She cries on cue Ain't that a sad thing to do? She is so ****** up She's a constant source of pain Now I decide to **** her further up And flush my past down the drain I'm on the edge from too much thinking I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking I'm a poem with no rhyme I'm a victim of a crime I'm a writer with no pen Desperately searching for ways to write again Could someone please unlock my heart? Cause I'm caught in a tragic spell She's my favorite work of art My own personal hell She cries on cue Ain't that a sad thing to do? I'm a poem with no rhyme I'm a victim of a crime I'm a writer with no pen Desperately searching for ways to write again So she's seeing another man I'm not lost; I just don't know who the hell I am I'm on the edge from too much thinking I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking I'm a poem with no rhyme I'm a victim of a crime I'm a writer with no pen Desperately searching for ways to write again
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