THE THIRD PERSON

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Two lovers binded beautifully by time
The riddles of their story perfectly rhyme
Oh, how lovely to witness such a sight
A love that is sculptured well, I might

It ended suddenly, how tragic
Everything went off like magic
Ah! There must be someone so addict
To part their hearts and put it in the dark attic

Look, there she is!
Still so carefree and at ease
Not even a slightest bit of guilt
Shows up in her dirty little quilt

Grow up bítch
You're an evil witch
Off the pitch
Don't deserve the switch

And oh, my!
What a lovely surprise!
The lovers are back
In the hopeful sunrise

Now, who's the winner now?
You're a loser since the start somehow
Don't whine like a crippled pigeon
You're still a fúcking idiot

Deserves no pity
You need not worry
Because of your envy
You got all weary

See, little girl
You are not a pearl
Look, little girl
You deserve no earl

Oh, how I love how this story ends
Where the future of the lovers no longer bends
Nothing will ever break them again
Will make this girl suffer 'til the very end

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