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Dec 2014
Okay look I'm sick of the games
I'm sick of getting attached only for you to keep dropping other names
I'm sick of all that so just let me know
do you even want me? or like me?
I can move if that's not so
I mean don't get me wrong I do care about you
I think you're beautiful but don't let that make it seem I can't live without you
I mean I'll admit I've made mistakes
but **** it my dignity and my pride isn't something I'll let you take advantage of because that's already been done to me before
you think I'm not new to this thing when I know all too well the score

So like I said if you really want me around then **** it just let me know
I'm only a text or a call away so don't be afraid to hurt me, I'll just grow
I mean, you never text me anyway even when I text you first
in fact, all this is is getting my frustrations with you down in verse.
anyway I'm sick of games and love being an unsolvable puzzle
just lay it out how you feel about me
we'll save both time and blood on my knuckles
Ah lovers frustration, it's a strange muse
NeroameeAlucard
Written by
NeroameeAlucard  Chicago Illinois
(Chicago Illinois)   
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     ---, ---, DC raw love and Daisy May
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