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why speak at all
you only make me cry
why bother to say a word
i wish i could B a bird

why think at all
you only make my head hurt
why bother thought in essence
it wood only conjure your presence

why speak at all
you only make me sad
why bother to say a word
you are worst than my Irish dad

why think at all
you only give me such pain
why bother to meditate upon your truth
even God was given to Ruth
Posted: 2005-12-13 01:05:26 UTC

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