Beatrice Preti Biography

Your love is like a subway
I wait here for my turn
And only underground
Will my love for you be returned
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I had a friend, but now she's gone
She found she couldn't stay for long
She had to leave because she found
That jealousy's a fertile ground
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sometimes i get jealous when i hear them sing
of love and friendship, and empty things
i had love once, but now it’s gone
all i have left are the poems and songs
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My heart knows before my head
That the love you gave me has long been dead
You pour a drink, and fix your tie
Say that you’re leaving, that this is goodbye
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On the table sat a moth
Dark against the tablecloth
Looking from a different angle
I can see its wee legs tangle
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