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Don't toy with my emotions,
You either want me or you don't.
I'm sick of being fooled with,
'Cause you always end up coming back.
I hate how you ignore my calls,
Especially when I don't know what's wrong.
I at least deserve an explanation
for your immature behavior.
You should feel lucky that I still love you,
and I have forgiven you
for all the nasty things you've done.
But I'm done aring about your feelings,
I can't sit here and watch you take me for granted.
I won't let it happen this time.
Never again will you feel the love I once felt.
Copyright © Laura Chubick | Year Posted 2005
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