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Life’s a stage with your friends as the players

Sudden mood swings, from sinning to prayers

I’ve seen this performance many times prior

On it goes, of this soap opera I tire

Everyday a surprise, first love then pain

Your heart jumps with joy, the next minute slain

Over time I grow weary, nothing is stable

Soon of coping with you I’m not able

Never again will I be sucked in by your lure

You don’t let anything stay solid or sure

So I mind myself, your mind; it snaps

No longer can you count me among your saps



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Losing all your fortune

Someone stealing your watch

Nothing hurts as much

As a kick to the crotch