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What is love

I wait all day
but you never come
i want to look for you
but i feel so dumb.

i told you l loved you
you said the same
but you never loved me
now whos to blame

youask me what love is
this is what i think
LOVE IS A WASTE OF BREATH
A WASTE OF TIME
AND A WASTE OF HEART BREAK.

i'm tired of waiting
i'm tired of lies
i'm no longer loving you
and the times come to say goodbye

sure i'll miss you
and maybe i'll cry
but i guess its for the best
because you never tried

now you ask me what love is
this is what i think
LOVE IS A WASTE OF BREATH
A WASTE OF TIME
AND ESPECIALLY A WASTE OF HEARTACHE.

DEDICATED TO THE WORTHLESS PAUL ANTHONY COX OF MULBERRY KANSAS STILL LIVING WITH THE BITCH HE CHEATED ON ME WITH HER NAME....NANCY HENCEY....

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