of my horrid insanity you found
had terrorized your lungs for as long as I live.
Why now? You grumbled.
I know I had not been sincere,
I filled your tummy with my secrecy.
You bought it, you never asked anything about it, you said you were okay with it.
Kept spending every time and dime on me.
Then said the magic three words.
Then said the magic three words.
It's just a byproduct of your own choice
to self-destruct your plan. Which plan, you ask?
The plan to spend your life loving the one who loves you back.
Oh don't be such a puppy, you knew it's gonna cost so much more.
You knew when it's gone, you want more. You will follow, and it won't stop until the last breath.
And you replied,
"I wish I never met you."
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