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Oct 2010
they were next to nothing
you're the next
you're the best
the past
I forget
the other ones
all regrets
so place another bet
on a heartbreak
like a test
I'll ace it
but a good grade
leaves a bad taste
i'm impaled with
this feeling
it's amazing
so great in a sense
but it's gonna be so
de-abilitating
when it rains
it pours
so open them doors
those heart shaped cages
deranged is
to think
I'm to blame
and I think
it's insane
yet again
i'ma fall into love
like a game
but the things at stake
leaving me feeling awake
in the morning when i'm left feeling
so fake and so bleak
i'm so pale
the next one will fail
the next is the best
and the past are details
of what is to follow
my own fools folly
how it played it out
is exactly tomorrow
until you pass me this time
i'll make one more rhyme
when you've left me for dead
i'll be laying here living
but feeling like i've died
copyright JWG 2011

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Written by
John Wayne Gacy
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