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Genetics

In the midst of a pandemic

Your biggest concern happens to be

My weight

 

And yet the bliss of the pandemic

Was not having to hear you

The deadweight

 

I was wondering when your time would come

To be quite honest I was surprised

You are a little late

 

Here's your rescinded wedding invitation

Not that we planned it to your taste

It's on this perfectly whit...

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NO CHANCE

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NO MORE CHANCES TO WIN 

GAME IS OVER, MY DEAR 

THE CHANCE IS ONLY ONE 

YOU MISSED IT LAST YEAR 

  

NO MORE TIME TO PLAY 

SAME GAME FROM THE BEGINNING 

I DON'T WANT TO STAY 

TO WATCH YOU, MY DARLING 

  

NO NEED TO WAIT FOR THE END 

NO MORE CHANGES TO COME 

GOOD BYE.. SEE YOU MY FRIEND 

NO DANCE WHERE NO "DRUMS" 
 

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NOW

 

NOW

 

So now it’s over and I’ve trapped off at the club

and you’ve met someone else, we’ve both moved on

in our lives. I’ve cried my tears and remember

the memories. It was good to talk today—

no, I don’t miss you but I still do care.

You’re a nice person, a little immature.

I wish you the best in life, ill meet someone now

and be happy, I’ll get my gir...

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YOU CALLED

 

YOU CALLED

 

So now you came up after calling and texting me,

almost begging me to be your friend.

We talk at my door for half an hour,

then I feel compassion and let you in.

You regret being silly and I do being nasty,

tell me how did it come to all this?

We manage to sort this madness out and become friends.

Is this what happens when we break up,

...

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