There was a fucked up girl
Who wanted to taste
Everything in the world
From alcohol to meth
From being alive to being dead
From great memories to regrets
From the future to the past
She was a whore
She was a saint
She was mental
And she was sane
She had 3 boyfriends
The Poet
The Manwhore
And The One
(At least she thought so)
The Poet was crazy
He thought he loved her
He thought she was amazing
Until he ruined her
She got scared
And ran away
Until the next
Stupid boyfriend came
The Manwhore was a trap
She thought she loved him
Until she realized
He was such a twat
He broke her
As bad as The Poet did
She ran away to become
The whore she used to be
And then The One came
Just to mess with her mind
He was just so strange
She thought he was also some lie
Was he trouble?
Was he a mess?
Maybe he was
The best you can get
He smelled like home
He tasted sweet
But most important
He made her scream
He's really nice
She loves him now
We truly hope
He won't break his vows
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