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I feel sick, sick to my core
Sick in every part of my being
As you tear her away
Away from home

I feel pain, pain to my heart
Pain in everything I touch
As you cover her black and blue
Black and blue on her bones

I cry, I cry to the heavens
Cry in the dark, the rain
As more months tick by
Tick by until you let me see her

I sleep, sleep and slumber
Sleep for another night
Where my dreams are with you gone
Gone, so I can claim her my own once more

I sit, sit and think
Sit all day in the sun
Staring down your house
House, if that is what you call it

And I plan my next move.