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Jan 2011
Love has been in the air recently
But I can't feel it touch me
For the reasons I know
Because my sense of love has turned into sour loathe
They cleanse their children in the bath with exotic soaps
And they have a closet to put in the children's clothes
I can never have children, I am way too blank
Because I don't have enough money stuffed into the bank
Marriage seems easy to many but for me it's become difficult
Because some girls don't like boys who act like adults
I just wasn't made for these times
So I'll sit alone with my cold strawberry wine
Simon Fletcher
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Simon Fletcher
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