Revised version
When we spoke today,
you* made me aware,
that you may feeling
smothered
I was hurt by the truth,
and was stung by the pain,
so, I stopped, reflected and
wondered
I thought about us,
how I hoped it would work
but a girl needs to know that she's
treasured
But you don't adore me
or love me to pieces
and I make you feel so
encumbered
It's true what they say
about how actions speak
and you act as if you are
censored
You push me away
when you've had enough
like you're wishing our days were
numbered
Now I'll do what you want
and extinguish our flame,
leaving you to breathe deep in the
*blame
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