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A story with a twist, so sit down so you won't miss this!

Now I'm sitting at home, and dam I'm all alone, wishing this man of mine would just pick up his freaking phone!
 
I feel the need to have him here, to have his body near. Why is he not answering? Is it because he doing dirt, addressing someone else's matters? 

I have called him once! I have called him twice! 

The next time won't be so nice. 

I just might forget that I loved and missed him in the first place, causing me to feel like I'm having to waste, waste my valuable time on a man of this kind.
 
See he's making it hard for the next man. 

I hate to see the next soul coming after him. 

And If you sitting out there thinking about yourself at a chance with me, don't think then you wouldn't be exempt. 

Now more time has passed, and yet he hasn't accepted these calls.
 
Must a sister go ballistic and go make this man another statistic? 

Maybe, I need to jump up already pass pissed enough, go outside, jump in my ride, pick up my friend, then go visit this man. 

Now, I'm driving to his house, so lowkey, quiet as a church mouse.

Knock hard on his door, and watch his heart hit the floor, because now I'm super pissed because he's been missed, left me feeling dissed. 

He opens the door, falls to his knees begging me, please.

Please for what I ask? I sometimes feel as if you are wearing a mask. 

Sometimes I don't know who you are, but you are showing thus far that you can't be trusted, and why are you acting like you just got busted? 

What's that sound I heard echoing around? 

Now I'm walking toward my man's bedroom door, and as I kick in the door. I saw boyfriend Joe, hit his bedroom floor!

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