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Jan 2013
I can't pretend I don't see
that you're with her...married no less
arching her back, crossing her legs with her foot in a high heeled shoe and sitting so close to you
why is she there every day for those important discussions to be made
and you act like you don't even know me, around them
You invite me on ski trips, day trips and when you see me
around her, I am nothing
nothing to you and I can't do that
it hurts too bad, so it's over before it even started
I see that warning sign.  I'm not blind
Try to talk myself out of it...
Life so stressed, now I'm more of a mess
because of you, never prepared for this
only if it was easy, and not hurting and burning
because I'm already on a knife's edge
so you're number is gone from my phone
my drug, I've thrown away the last bottle
if you want to talk to me, then see, me
there, in front of her, and let her see what you said to me
I'm not a hidden woman, letting you play
Let the cards fall as they may, but hurting this bad, please
let this be the last time
over you.
Zulu Samperfas
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