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no one sees
No more love for me,
Not that anyone can see,
It seems I have no wont to stay,
Not that I want it to be this way,
It just seems that,
Love to me is like a cat,
Snobbish, aloof and with little tact,
This is a fact,
That I want to be loved,
Not to be once again shoved,
Though I do stupid things,
Even with sending dumb messaging,
Letting my mind come undone,
Would it be easier with the shooter’s gun?
Just take the short cut way,
So I could just float away,
To just be eternally free,
Floating along the ether so merrily.
Not that anyone can see,
It seems I have no wont to stay,
Not that I want it to be this way,
It just seems that,
Love to me is like a cat,
Snobbish, aloof and with little tact,
This is a fact,
That I want to be loved,
Not to be once again shoved,
Though I do stupid things,
Even with sending dumb messaging,
Letting my mind come undone,
Would it be easier with the shooter’s gun?
Just take the short cut way,
So I could just float away,
To just be eternally free,
Floating along the ether so merrily.
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