That's that...

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    That's that...

    I’m sick of caring for people that don’t return the emotion
    As I’m giving my all, they riddle me with commotion
    My arms are wide open; they smear my heart like it was lotion
    Throwing me away like I’m a used f*cking Trojan
    Your selfish demeanor has finally caused a big explosion
    Don’t ask for forgiveness, it’s too late, the b*tch has rosin
    Stay out of my face and keep your distance far away
    Under estimate my anger in the hospital you’ll stay
    My head onto your nose can be a really messy thing
    Imprints of my stilettos on your chest, right through your bling
    I was provoked to act this way, you scorned me good I hope it’s worth it
    You could’ve had it all but I guess I’m not that perfect
    I’m confident and caring, loyal in everyway
    I’m not a dirty bar wh*re, so I’ll be on my way
    Just know you where the one I would’ve given you my life
    Have fun on your journey and do what you think is right…

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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