Helpless to his spell
Every freckle on his body
Makes her knees melt as she fell;
fell to the floor
he leaves her wanting more
No need to knock on the door no;
no she won't answer
she'd rather die of cancer;
cancer an unstopable death
taking away each little breathe;
day by day he won't call
he'll twist and crunch till I fall
pretending im flexible like a doll
I'll never see him ever again quiet as tall;
he's turned to scum
A homosexual bum
a piece of gum in your hair you can't get
out; out all he does is shout
leaving me hear in silence no time to
pout; So I'll take it day by day becoming
so numb; feeling so dumb all because of
that stupid scum.
 
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