Meaningless Rhymes-3
Yes its true,
Stopped waiting for you,
Served aces easily once,
Now I get no love from you.
He contradicts then preaches,
Advices flying none teaches.
So you roll up your sleeves,
Let the green arteries speak,
Volumes about your struggles in the day,
And in the night you may weep.
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