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Gone, was what he wanted


What does he want of me

I've given him everything

even myself

he doesn't want an economic pursuit

because he works for his money

but yet he gives me one hundred dollars

does he think I'm a prostitute

I might as well be since I got it

but never wasted it

but now 

all the money I get, I seem, to need to waste it

buying things I regret later, but

what does he want?

I've given him everything,

he's robbing my personality

squeezing my hand

what does he want?

pinching my arm

what does he want?

I'm gone

I have nothing

only crystal tears

tears of glass

what does he want?!

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