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Mar 2015
Why is it that she's the one who's up all night waiting

waiting for you to come home
with your vogue words
with your whisked head
with your shameless deeds

why is she waiting in the dark
a very cold bruising night
for long and tortures hours
each hour full of worrying thoughts
thoughts that cut dipper than a two edged sword

Why is she waiting eagerly to be hurt
to be stabbed
to be disappointed
to be depressed
to be degraded
to be dejected again
why cry him a river

why are you up all night waiting?
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