The woman



The woman I will always love, calls me a stranger.
The woman I hurt, calls me an evil bastard.
The woman I adore more than anything; is in love with a ghost.

Life and its problems annoy me.
Life and its problems are trying to get the better of me.
Maybe it’s better if I sit down, let me rest my mind.
Too much standing is bad for my blood pressure, let me sit down and rest my mind.

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