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"She doesn't love me, does she?"?
I'd close my mouth if you opened the coffer
And happily take your bullets, if those you offer.
I'd smile powerfully from the grave,
knowing you lucky, it was I you killed.
Would another have so easily forgave?
I follow the paths of grass or paved.
Would I now look strange....
If the oddly long hairs on my face were shaved?
What did that have to do with the thing?
As much as a tree has to do with you and me.
Do you laugh as I sing?
Do I laugh back in pain from that which they bring?
Hatred? Or does it only inspire more Love?
For you must not know, I'm no average Joe.
Joseph if you will.
A namesake to remember who you're trying to kill.
Intentional or not, you leave me drowning.
Take me home to death, I smile...inside frowning.
The king of pain, due a crowning.
But nay, the devils and gods deny me together.
Reminding me I don't mind cold weather.
For this weather makes me remember the better.
My childish days, when I played...
Are crying for more, "Shut Up", I say.
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