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    Fuck me,
    I knew it was too good to be.
    I don't even want her back,
    It’s just wack.
    Bullshit, drama,
    I'm better off owning a lama.
    Why can't I just find someone good with no problems?
    That way I don't have problems.
    Now I really got nothing to live for,
    I don't want another girlfriend because all it does it make me sore,
    From the brain to the heart,
    All my misery would overflow a shopping cart.
    I can't wait for college,
    Maybe there I can die of alcohol poisoning using all my knowledge.
    Got nothing to live for, got nothing to lose,
    Don't think I'm going to make it to college for that booze.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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