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I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
Can anyone here kick me the sick bucket?
When I see myself through your weary eyes
I become someone I pity even dispise.
I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
Instead I crumpled it up and decided to chuck it.
Pathetic verse and desperate rhyme
plagues me like a curse and wont make you mine.
I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
You'll only hurl insult and I'd rather duck it.
Because even though I'm sincere in my odes of love
It has become clear my poems and me will never be good enough.
I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
I was even going to stroke and suck it!
I was going to write you a love story but now you'll miss it.
Instead I shall show you my arse and instruct you to kiss it!
Can anyone here kick me the sick bucket?
When I see myself through your weary eyes
I become someone I pity even dispise.
I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
Instead I crumpled it up and decided to chuck it.
Pathetic verse and desperate rhyme
plagues me like a curse and wont make you mine.
I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
You'll only hurl insult and I'd rather duck it.
Because even though I'm sincere in my odes of love
It has become clear my poems and me will never be good enough.
I was going to write you a poem but fuck it!
I was even going to stroke and suck it!
I was going to write you a love story but now you'll miss it.
Instead I shall show you my arse and instruct you to kiss it!
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