Meg H

August 1992 - Massachusetts
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Splenda

Your love tastes like Splenda
And my coffee is already sweet
I don't need your big hands
I am strong on my own feet
You keep trying to force the pieces
But my puzzle is complete
You play a losing game
And still, you're choking on defeat
I've given you the answers
And still, you try to cheat
My love for you now dwells
Inside a heart without a beat
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