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Sep 2018
You have no time for me
When you have it,
I make time for you
When I don't.

I take hours to plan
Your birthday present,
You take seconds to ask me
What I want.

I give you my minutes,
Get non in return,
I'd be counting in days
If I waited for it,

I spend a dozen of months
Doing hard work,
But not until the last week
Do you see it .

Years have passed,
Now you owe me a few,
Too many summers
To keep track or count

I give and you take
It's always the same,
If I keep on going
My time will run out.
If love and care were given out in time units, only then would we realise how little some people actually give.
LadyM
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LadyM  24/F
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