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-Well as I lay (once again) next to a woman that doesn’t want me.
-The afterlife of this love life is the single life& that thought haunts me.
-See I pay for me being true to myself & I thought that it would never cost me.
-Or did I get back the one that I call the one & that lost me.
-I believe that sometimes she purposely taunts me.
-And I know that she likes to flaunt me.
-But this time I don’t wanna think up some line to say that’s clever.
-Because my 3rd eye has prepared my soul already for that last look at forever.
-Maybe that’s my strength that weakens me.
-But I always thought that it peekings me.
-Recently turning the anger off & not knowing how to urgue is the unedited term of freaking me.
-Or whatever reason can’t be that serious for you to give up in the middle of tweaking me.
-Yet I still can’t think up a line to say that’s clever.
-While my 3rd eye photographs my last look at forever.
-I know upon your awakening that there will be a you & me.
-And from the once shared family you’ll ban me.
-You may no longer say, “*** Butter†but you’ll find some way to damn me.
-And I was right where I wanna be……damn me.
I’m so good with words but right now my voice box won’t utter something clever.
-So I’ll just chill here quietly while I take one last look at forever.
