One Question

Love me just one time

no more motions and heart crimes

no more potions and dinner dimes

if you hate me then that's fine


but one thing must be clear

and Im asking you to see

that when you look within the mirror

do you see yourself with me


I'm like a brand new item

one that's bought then dropped soon after

but I know you wouldnt do that

cause you are careful with what matters


but I am not what matters

like stockings to the hatter

lather me in poison

put the pig upon the platter


not everything makes sense 

 thats the reason I ask you why

this one question that bothers me

should I stay or should I cry





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