You left love hearts by my bed,

‘Grow Up’ and ’60 years of love’,

That’s what the first and second ones read,

Well thanks message from above,

God or God knows who,

Making me confused,

Conflict in who I am and what I do,

I do give but you’re used,

You left for work and I thought about,

The white flowers you chose for me,

I thought how ladies wore a red rose 5 days a month,

A white rose for the rest,

You think I’m so good; you think I’m the best,

But I’m raw and bloody as meat and you don’t know who I am.

Red coke can.

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