I walk around,
and back to you.
You pull me down,
and I sit through,
all the bullshit.
You yell, I laugh.
You reach, I duck.
You swing, I run.
You cry, we fuck.
Do you feel better yet?
You think you're so clever,
with your "I want you" eyes,
and your "I own you" lips.
With your "sly cunning" smile,
and your "come fuck me" hips.
but I'm winning..
and you're too self absorbed to realize.
And anyday I'll walk away.
I'll close my eyes,
and end this game..
Because it bores me, and I'm tired.
You'll beg me to stay,
and you'll start to yell,
and I'll start to laugh,
because we both know, that I'm all that you have.
But you don't even have that anymore..
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