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Favorites, Favorites

Favorites, Favorites
Its like a game
You love to play.
Where the rules are to
Love and smother one
And ignore and hurt the other.
She draws a stick figure
I draw a person
She gets a C
I get an A
She's yours
And you claimed I was too.
Then why,
O why,
Do you play that game of Favorites?
Favorites, Favorites,
You win,
I give up
I can now see that I can never beat her.
For this is your favorite game to play,
And your rules are to love one
And hurt the other.





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