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You will cough up crows that peck my eyes

And I will do nothing but go blind

 But my heart

 It has eyes

 And my love

 It has sight

 Even though it may be

 A little cloudy

 And you will break my back for all the burdens I lay upon it

 But I will never blame you for those bees inside this bonnet

 And my lungs will grow cancers

 And my back it will grow achy

 I will buy us an acre

 Of some land in the city

 We could live there together

 Or I'll live alone less happy

 But I'll live

Unfortunately