roses are red and those violets are blue
sometime through anger, I wish to punch in your face
my heart stops beating when i look at you
i never want our love to go to waste
when i have the worst days and see your smile
we argue fight and use profanity
my day turns fantastic after a while
thats because your filled with insanity i pray you never get a single gun
i am not a punk but that day i will
that will be the day i will freakin run
ur crazy brain is the size of a pill
thats is why sometimes i wish we were done
but our love is too strong and too real
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