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With you out of my life skies are blue and love is real and true.
You fugly brat! You pussy cat!
Who ever thought shit could shine like that?
So glad you stabbed my back.
(The blade when I turned my back)
Go away!
I’m through with you and all the games you put me through.
You’re old and slow. I’m fast and new.
Go away!
I’m through with you.
Your eyes- they convey all I despise with one glazed glance in my direction.
Grow grow some balls!
I’m think of you when your mother calls in just her underalls.
I saw them first in the bathroom stall
And she cursed your silly birth!
Go away!
I’m through with you and all the games you put me through.
Don’t you tell me what to do!
Go away!
I’m through with you.
Please, just leave…you mean nothing more than nothing now to me.
Please, just leave…you mean nothing more, you mean nothing to me.
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