4/mars/sat/04/7:19

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i suppose you think it should be another write-off



the way that everything you do to me is



why should i cry, and why should you care



all your feelings are purely subjective



but there i am time and time again



beside you supporting,..not a question in my heart



not the difference captured in my head



i presume the matter's unimportant



the way low servants die



not a flower on bed, and replaced in a weeks time



but what if that clock stop ticking?



would you ever feel the convulsion i'd have?



or just the nagging thread of more work to do?



so tell me my darhling,- what am i to you?



maybe i need the assurance



maybe i'm a neurotic loathing beast



and more then i ever i bet that that's true



but maybe , just maybe i'm right,



and things should've been handled differently


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