Stop the Hurt
S afely I confided in you
T he emotional marks are still black and blue.
O h woman can't you see what you're doing to me?
P lease stop your cheating ways before I lose my sanity!
T he days seem long and the nights even longer.
H owever this emotional strain isn't making me much stronger.
E verything I do to please you leaves a dirty taste - just a waste!
H elplessly I'm at the end of my rope.
U nfortpunately for me the end came in the form of an envelope.
R eading her last words and superficial verbs I'll never forget.
T he sun will set, I'll smoke my last cigarette and play Russian Roulette!
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