I Was Just Thinking About You, And You Were The Major Cause Of All This

By Stefan McRobotface

I was just thinking about you, and you were the major cause of all this. So I guess I should be thinking about you. You were the meat of it all. I guess I should be thinking about you. You were the flesh of my bones, and you were the skin on my every one of my pores. It makes me feel old. I used to think my life was a living, breathing thing. But it was all a lie. It was all a lie. You were the flesh of my bones. You were the body. You were the bones. You were the flesh. You were my flesh. You were me. You were me. You were me, and you were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. Everything was me. Whatever happens, you were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me, you were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me. You were me . You are me. Unless, of course, you were me.

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