Francis V. Mortuus
I criticise every last bit of you,
put you down when there's nout better to do
tear up those words you wrote,
see what emotion I can provoke,
because tomorrow I know you'll be smiling again
List your imperfections, then apologise right after
pick out your flaws then erupt with laughter,
invite you over because we 'need to talk'
create problems when there were none before
you don't need to put up with this
but I love you 'cause you do
One day I will realise and I will come crawling back
when you've ran off with some rich, handsome chap
and I'm contracting STD's in the bedroom of my flat
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