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There Is A Woman That I Know
There is a woman that I know.
When I am feeling very low.
She makes my emotions ebb and flow.
Even when she says I have to go.
She hurts me but I say "No".
I refuse, my anger'll grow.
There's the woman makes me feel.
like the slime scraped off an eel.
"Admit it, you're a heel".
"never!" up from the sidewalk I myself peel.
Time alone,nothing is real.
by myself more rational, deal.
With this lady causing pain.
My arguments she twists, her gain.
As futile I feel, arguing with rain.
Our relationship, inches from the drain.
She argues her side as if to gain.
I only want it to stop, it's vain.
With time, alone, anger doth wane.
Pain of love, such is my lot.
Ideal situation, no it's not.
Whatever it is, it's what I got.
Turn away, leave, get out with what you've got.
Never my way, though leave I'll not.
Some Vodoun curse, perhaps I've got.
Though the Planet of the Apes may rise.
Never will I give up my prize.
Lose or gain, not here for her size.
Mostly it's the look from those eyes.
How my heart shreds when she cries.
For you dearest, I apologize.
When I am feeling very low.
She makes my emotions ebb and flow.
Even when she says I have to go.
She hurts me but I say "No".
I refuse, my anger'll grow.
There's the woman makes me feel.
like the slime scraped off an eel.
"Admit it, you're a heel".
"never!" up from the sidewalk I myself peel.
Time alone,nothing is real.
by myself more rational, deal.
With this lady causing pain.
My arguments she twists, her gain.
As futile I feel, arguing with rain.
Our relationship, inches from the drain.
She argues her side as if to gain.
I only want it to stop, it's vain.
With time, alone, anger doth wane.
Pain of love, such is my lot.
Ideal situation, no it's not.
Whatever it is, it's what I got.
Turn away, leave, get out with what you've got.
Never my way, though leave I'll not.
Some Vodoun curse, perhaps I've got.
Though the Planet of the Apes may rise.
Never will I give up my prize.
Lose or gain, not here for her size.
Mostly it's the look from those eyes.
How my heart shreds when she cries.
For you dearest, I apologize.
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