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Amazing Grace


You are my “Amazing Grace”,

That song you are trying to play

Right now, on your guitar.

Your hand’s in a splint

Because you got upset

And punched yet another wall.

You’re so fucking stupid.

You don’t need my sympathy

But I feel bad

Because what if I was the one

Who pissed you off?

When you cry,

My heart breaks

And I cry, too.

I told you my favourite cologne

You bought it the next day

And spray it when I’m escalated.

Why do you do these stupid things

To make me happy?

When I don’t deserve your friendship

(much less your love).

I guess I never had your love,

Did I?

Trust me,

You have mine.

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