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Its morning you wake a sunray hit your face smeared make up as we lay in the wake of distruction hush baby speak softly tell me you're obviously sorry that you pushed me into the coffee table last night so that i can push you off me try and touch me so i can scream at you not to touch me run out of the room and i'll follow you like a lost puppy baby without you im nothing im so lost hug me then tell me how ugly i am but that you'll always love me then after that shove me in the aftermath of the distructive path