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I loved you more than the average man should
Some may call this infatuation greed
I would get as much of you as I could
My want for you so quickly turned to greed

Some might call you two faced, but I don't care
It doesn't really bother me at all
I go down the wrong path when you aren't there
Without you, I feel incredibly small

I love the look you give me; pale and blank
You never say a single word to me
As soon as I get you, off to the bank
So fast that it sometimes can seem blurry

You left me, so I turned to burglary
Oh Benjamin Franklin, you murdered me





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