The Long Goodbye

You tell you no longer want me
With a lame ass it's not me it's 
you 
Then you berate the women I 
date
Tell me what it is you want me 
to do. 

You call at inopportune 
moments
And talk like we did as a 
couple
You broke up with me
But you can't set me free
Then make me feel like the 
one who's in trouble. 

I tell you I'm trying to move 
on
And that you should try doing 
the same
You then offer that I could 
improve on
Someone you know only by 
name. 

I was clay in your holds for the 
molding
Your deck of cards stacked and 
ready to cut
Now it's time you start to think 
about folding
Have a nice life, good night 
and good luck.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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