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Days like this
So I thought about you today
Like you were playing "chicken" with my train of thought and got hit.
And the outcome was catastrophic.
It is days like this that I think Cupid is a sadistic bastard with a God complex.
Shooting his arrows willy nilly like a 6 year old on a sugar high.
It is days like this that I pull out my bottle of Jack and drink till I'm numb
It is days like this that I curse your name.
Like you were playing "chicken" with my train of thought and got hit.
And the outcome was catastrophic.
It is days like this that I think Cupid is a sadistic bastard with a God complex.
Shooting his arrows willy nilly like a 6 year old on a sugar high.
It is days like this that I pull out my bottle of Jack and drink till I'm numb
It is days like this that I curse your name.
Published 28th Dec 2014
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28th Dec 2014 11:07pm
feel the need for vengeance in this. love is sometimes a runaway train...
