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Dec 2022
You call it chase
I say you lack empathy
I just want to be heard
Be seen
Be able to talk
Without your knees getting weak

You call it chase
I say reciprocate
I go after you
Without questioning the days
I ask for an hour
But you’d rather hit the hay

You call it chase
I want your affection
I’m tired of trying
To hold my tongue
When your actions
I question
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