You plugged the wrong bowl My hurtful eyes stare Took that ounce and started to roll You for got to care You left me alone Used me; abused me You're as cold as stone Smiling as you confused me Love it was Left as deceit I asked why; you said because Your type of shit likes to repeat Take a deep breath And then inhale We're a slow death As you let it prevail Light that cherry Keep puffing all night long Hits from the bong make love weary Drowning out the love song Mary Jane was her name It was her you adore I see your motherfucking game You are the whore
Reason for writing:
An ex-boyfriend who chose drugs over me.
Birth sign: Libra
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