Tragedy

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Tragedy with a pretty name,

All the love stays the same.

I want to give up

And stop the game.

But order to win,

You must bow your head in shame.

Because pretty girls like me,

don't get second chances.

They get drunken phone calls, and broken hearts. 

Tragedy with a name,

nothing is EVER quite the same...

Written by: BistyC

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