Lee Joseph Menke Poems

My first true love how it wasn't true
my heart was cast in a witches brew

That witch, that beautiful winch
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I just wanted the truth

I will never knew why
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SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty leave me be
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty let me be free
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty how I'm addicted to my own misery.
My needle: Pain.
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Sledgehammer, Sledgehammer, Sledgehammer
Pick it up and don't you stammer
My job is a job of the job to rob itself the right to sob
I have to be swift, i have to be quick
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