

Sonnet 10-56He sits alone at night on a bench in the park His head is hung in sorrow as his face is turning red Hes too tough to shed a tear, though hes tempted in the dark He knows he should have listened to what she had saidSonnet 10-56
Now he has the memo he wrote nailed to his forehead So he always has an ache in his head and his heart It says No one will miss you at all when you are dead Unless you can piece together the life youve torn apart.
He doesnt want to change, but he thinks he should start Yet still he doesnt put out the cigarette in his hand &


I Hate Hypocrites- I Love You.Let's leave for London, Let's stay here forever The weather is shit, But the rain makes it betterI Hate Hypocrites- I Love You.
Let's cry here for hours, Let's always be strong There's never any right When nothing is wrong
Let's throw away our troubles, But keep our memories in tact Let's never face reality, And always face fact
Let's lie when we have to, And always mean what we say Let's write original thoughts, And always sound cliché
Let's say we have morals, And have another drink Let's keep to ourselves, And say every word we t
P.S. I have to admire your taste in robots.
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