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The Last, Last Time

My words well rehearsed, you've heard them before; this is the last time, don't do this anymore. Very apologetic, you ablidge my request, until the next time, I am faced with your test. Don't play with fire, or you may get burned, one day the tables are going to turn. Day after day you follow the path, but every now and then, you deal with my wrath. A constant battle is raging here, we really, need to decide our futures dear. This is the last, last time; what do we call this, maybe love is blind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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