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30 Oct
30Oct

There’s audacity in your words

They spill across my world

You said you loved me too

Then why the fuck are two


People in your bed

I can’t get all ahead

He seems to be your muse

In the walls of what we do


Art museums and hills

He’s taking some more pills

I want somebody dead

You or me or him instead


There’s forbidden love I see

Two women daring to be free

But your courage drops a notch

You were cheating on my watch

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