I Don't Feel Like Anything If It's Not Her
I Wish I Could Tell Her
Let's Return
To As We Were
But As She'd Prefer
This Is Where We Are
Apart
Just Because I'm Polygamous
She'd Say It's Not Prejudice
It's Preference
She Wants To Be a Home Owner
Not a Tenant
I've Forever Been Present
Good Student, Not So Perfect Attendance
But I Listen
Tell Me You've Found Someone More Attentive
Impossible
How So Quick
Not Irreplaceable
She Was Quick To Let Me Know
I Bring Gifts
Delights and Tiny Edibles
All For You To Nibble, Nibble
I'm Present Once Again
A Present To a Friend
I Want To Call You
But I Don't Want To Bore You
I Would've Tried To Call You
But I Realised I'll Miss You Even More
Live No More
If You're Not The One I Can Live For
Suicide Of The Soul
Not Of The Body In Which Is It's Humble Abode
I Need To Keep This
It's Still Necessary For Me and Others
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