We
You've tucked me under and locked me in.
You've made it to where you always win.
We've locked eyes and we've bumped heads.
We've even had to sleep in different beds.
You've made me want to pull out my own hair.
You've made me wish you wasn't there.
I hate you but I love you even more.
You've made my tears extremely pour.
I've came back and you've left again,
but never again will you win.
Copyright © Blake Wagy | Year Posted 2007
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