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He
pointed to
where his heart was

And
 he said
baby

you ruined me

he pointed
To where
his heart is

He said...

Baby,
this 
is
where it used to be

Look at all that you do to me

My baby
said 
I want you to know that
We should break up

And go
our separate ways

And maybe
one day
we could make up
make everything ok

It may
Or may not
make sense
in the anxiousness
But I'd
get you to heaven
on a Pegasus
And give
your legs a rest
And let you
catch your breath

I know
I've made a mess 
I made you love me less
You know I'd 
 never love you less
Its just
Were In
the radius

where saints
existed
When
they were
tainted
And explicit
before they
were
 ever sainted 
When they were illicit

In the 
upper echelon,
 in your
defenses
I held on
Like your lover
And nemesis

Your heart
may be beat

It may
Be the heaviest
My love 
may be

in wretchedness
... Maybe

Standing
 in exodus
I won't
 be your
Revelation
Uh-hah
sure wasn't
 your Genesis

More like
 your exclamation
Or the
 subject
of your jealous ness

Hey queen
Have you
ever heard a
Saint scream
All I've
seen
is the
devil waving
And waiting
In front
of Jane praying

All of
your love
just feels
 like
you're hating

She's addicted
to me
and to maybeline
She quit me
and said
she'd stay clean
I hand her
 my heart 
that's breaking
that your forsaking
And taking
And shaping
InTo a boy from the A - Team
Stuck in his day dream
Been that way since 18