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Those Girls, That One
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Poems that suck (honestly) Do I look into her eyes
Before she turns away and cries
I thought only I was hurting
But I guess I was wrong
She wanted it was much as I
Her bond was just as strong
It's like fighting with yourself
When you win you lose, when you quit you tie...
Now I turn away to cry
She has my heart, but she is being taken away
I have nothing left to love but my life of gray
Before the day is dead, I must get it through my head
Wasted to the bone, because now I am alone
Rotted to the core, because she is mine no more
