Back Itch
This days my phone never rests
He is always texting me all kinds of treats
Things seem to be looking up...well for him
To me they are just in the bin
Where i put them a long time ago
Well, maybe not that long ago
It was quite an adventure and affair
That we loved as a pair
But the lies started to pour
Non stop every hour
The heart became a playground that was always bruised
No more did we have the same views
It had to go, all of it
The pain was unbearable in every bit
Alone felt better, it feels better
To live life happy and not always bitter
To wake up and not the feel the burden
Of a love that's only hurt laden
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