In the tangled web of my thoughts, you’re stuck,
A plague that both torments and comforts.
I've heard whispers of your newfound flame,
Yet I ponder how long that flame will endure.
For I know, like clockwork, you'll return,
Cause after all, it’s our twisted dance, our familiar tune.
You lack commitment,
You’re unworthy of a love that fails to fathom you...
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