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Playwritten Life Sorrows II (Love Hives)
Ive broke out in hives, each shaped like your name
Is it an alergy? A virus? Or is it I have to blame?
Did I do it in my sleep scratching myself with this knife?
Or is this virus so advanced, its aware of my life?
In any regard, Im covered, from my head to my toe
And it all started that night, the anniversary of our show
Have I told you? my stage? left empty? the broken heart?
Its been seven long years that ive been auditioning your part?
No one has read with such a passion, anywhere near next to you
And no one has upstaged me, the way that you always used to
Well, for you my dear, in my life, sadly theres no other replacement
Thus my shows gone from broadway , to a producers dark basement
Now the only thing left of that broadway show to see
Are these damned hives in the shapes of, L.O.V. and E.
Is it an alergy? A virus? Or is it I have to blame?
Did I do it in my sleep scratching myself with this knife?
Or is this virus so advanced, its aware of my life?
In any regard, Im covered, from my head to my toe
And it all started that night, the anniversary of our show
Have I told you? my stage? left empty? the broken heart?
Its been seven long years that ive been auditioning your part?
No one has read with such a passion, anywhere near next to you
And no one has upstaged me, the way that you always used to
Well, for you my dear, in my life, sadly theres no other replacement
Thus my shows gone from broadway , to a producers dark basement
Now the only thing left of that broadway show to see
Are these damned hives in the shapes of, L.O.V. and E.
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