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Nov 2016
Finally time to cut the cord
With a double edge sword

She fell twenty three times and was always caught
until that very last time, she really hit the spot

She has a Tendency to sue the other side for the ultimate divorce

Yet a Dependency to reckon style differences and stay the course

Sew...So many wild oats to feed the horseΒ Β 

Broken leg shotgun blast with no remorse

With "Ohh" so many secrets she preys to keep
She appetizes your mind and she begins to flirt
She has so many sewed memories still to reap
Come from behind Underdog dreams of dessert
Then the Poisoned Final coarse starts to creep
Racing in your veins because her ego was hurt
So take one last taste before you drift to sleep
Enjoy that sweet final nap deep within the dirt
She'll bury you alive, and rarely stray from the hive, she'll bee the queen for years to come until the fall of the kindgom
Drifton A Way
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