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If tonights the night cause it's my day,

i was born 23 years ago into this game,

not much to say can make you,

yet easy to say little and cause me to hate you,

lucky hate isn't something i fully know,

at least love was a place to go,

always positive when i put in no effort,

and still think it will work,

am i still a jerk who can't handle?

allow the wax to slip from the candle,

the burn you share was thought too much,

if only she knew the third defree from her touch,

all just psychos, assholes or jerks,

which is why the females only twerk,

wish i could manage to switch it,

cause only i will cut then actually stitch it.