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[bodytext] => I woke up that morning cold and in pain You were next to me, so quiet I wonder what do I honestly have to gain Except my sanity bursting into riots Now you say I am a freaking psycho But then how can you still love me? You tell all you friends I’ve got to go But without my love where the heck would you be? It is a sin that one day I’ll be there I will prevail and raise up But you, you shiver like a child Covered in you own putrid throw up You are a parasite leaching away my dignity And you claim to be someone great You try to say that for me you have pity But in your eyes I see only hate Poor Baby baby baby Cry to daddy one more time Call your attorney so he calls me Loving you was my only crime Sick and puny and calloused heart Withered and melted and soiled Wishing you could have enough power to part From the girl who’s mind went spoiled I am your body wrenching disease I beat you down to pathetic tears You cry out for my to STOP PLEASE How could I do this after all these years There are no warning labels on my face Just a pretty and innocent smile Sexy body dressed in flowers and lace Makes your heart go into denial How can a pretty little girl like me Who everyone thinks is so darn sweet Be so God forsaken crazy But still sweep you off your feet? [comments] => 4 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Rxqueen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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