Might I Be

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February 2013

Only when my eyes close do i see her face,

only through hope can i attempt to replace,

lonely i'm solely judging my pluses,

can't forget the hurt she discusses,

 

almost disgustin cause it's been over a year,

since a Francine look a like last came here,

no matter all the beauty that others have,

what you did to me could never be anothers wrath,

 

only through one blondes path was i finally,

moving on from a past deteriorating me spinally,

now all the images of her create a rivalry,

you called me crazy, crazy about you might i be,

 

if only an essence could point the right way,

i would be writing much happier today,

instead of some pain pumped up to my brain,

i'd be smoking 6 blunts and sipping champagne.

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