Appreciate
You don't appreciate the little things I do.
All with nothing to prove, just because I love you.
I loved the affection.
Now all I endure is neglect ion, and I can't express
that emotion.
My words of pain, I try to explain.
Yet these words that I say are turned away,
completely ignored.
As if I plan my day and think there's a lot to gain.
By planning and plotting of what next to COMPLIAN!
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