It hurts when you talk now, You finally listened. So many hints I gave, and so many times my eyes glistened. You look at me now, and just think wow. You where so surprised when when I told you that day. Leaned on a heater, looked the other way. Your baptist I know, and it really shows, how straight that you are, how this was a wow. But at least you listened, and I know now, the year went out with a pow. And now I'll never wonder what would've been, five years from now maybe ten. I can move on with my life, maybe find a wife, or a man to love, and maybe a peace dove. So thank you for listening, to my hearts whistling, but now you must go, my love I will throw, For it is now, a useless  cow, piled up in the corner, in permanent slumber...  


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