We had our days of torture
And we had our days of gore
We had all that lovers had
And sometimes so much more
I remember the nights that you just left me
To cuddle close to someone else
I called up everyone we knew
Boy, I was such a mess
Now I feel like pulling your every curl
Straightening you out in whirl
I want to slap your skinny head silly
Wanna kick your face and scream till you hear me
The way you laughed and sniggered
When they made fun of me it figures
That your tiny ass needs to be whipped
Not "intelligent" - you're full of shit
So I'm shipping you off on the cheapest flight
And no I wont meet you one last time
The ugliest thing I ever dated
Boy, you weren't even over-rated.
-A. Tulsiani
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