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Your cutesy cast off is doing now just fine
In my embracing hands I prompt her purr
Too late to beg her back Ive made her mine
She shrugs the cosy couple which you were
In honest hurt you huff a loss divine
Im lucky quizzical you could concur
I jounce her up the better should she shine

You understand it hostile how you err
Young love in alter ego looking glass
Takes gemini the sign about to rise
I read you yin yang young through woken eyes
Does frontal fornication friends amass?
A factor matched our selves of selves so bored
Shes noble noticed not the nonce ignored
Chorus bored tired wearied