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Please treat me like you want to be treated

You get yours, so why should I be cheated?

I tell you that there is no room for sympathy.

I have finally tapped into your telepathy.

 

Your mood swings is like the weather at the equator

You send with one tone of voice hear and with another.

You use words that cut like a knife.

If you paint the picture long enough, it will come to life.

 

You ask me to carry love shields

I’m a soldier whose army has marched across the field.

I won’t allow this treatment to be repeated.

I won’t allow you to treat me as if I have been deleted.

 

after vision