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How large of a saw |
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Was used to cut us apart |
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While our terribly considerate and unblaming mother lies dead with her art |
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Seperated, never equaled |
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A masterpiece just short of being fecal until I was chopped off |
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I live in this outhouse |
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I envy the cathedral that is your heart |
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That is your heart |
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The heart of my better half |
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We share a name |
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I share your song |
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We shared a lover |
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Now you don't share at all |
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And who could blame you |
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For having that cloddish scar removed? |
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So your siamese ghost won't spook the uncout doppleganger on the loose |
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Until a day you employ a cane |
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You'll abhor me |
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You'll curse me |
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I'm the bugbear biting the earth where you had be buried |
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Making brothers from one youth |
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But I was the one removed |
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The inventors promise to you |
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Never left the ground |
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I'm not your twin, I'm just your amputee x11 |
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I'm just a bugbear |
