Of all the things I can recount
It’s my past that’s hard to launch
Not a dime I spend for such
For It’s all about men’s woes and women’s dues
I can’t say it til it’s time
Since irksome days crawl like the night
In it I try to blot out
Everything that seems you figured out
For once I’m on the devil’s side
To foreclose the ruin of my life.
I need you to comprehend.
You know one thing I dare not spit out?
That’s the animation I subsequently want.
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