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Jan 9
You got me doing
What you want
me to do.
Im inept
Gullible I haven’t
a clue
You got me going up
You got me going down
Im your puppet
A manipulated clown.
Im your umbrella
In the pouring rain
Im caught in your
Insanity I do not complain
I’ve got loads of money
She’s the happiness trap
Im the toilet paper when she
Needs a crap.
I need her
I love her
With true grit
But most of all
I stay with her
Because
She’s
Got *******.
In the end I will
Have the last laugh
I am Drowning  the *****
In an acid bath.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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