EnoughA Poem by Dealing With A ChildPlay is fun,but this is old My life is real, can't speak for you Your games are childish and I am tired of you acting like A sneaky imp When it's a man I want and need
Goodbye once more, Cowboy You know what happens when you do that See you sometime, some other time
My phone has blocked you too Cause this is what we do. I have tried your ways played your games gone along with this ride
What you show me is a one-sided play
To be honest, TW I am tired ot this, tired of your ways you did it again, like I knew you would
playing a game is all you are doing wanting to know me, but stuck in your hole stuck in your rut
I cannot help you anymore
I am leaving this old life go find your own and yes how you portray yourself to me online does count I do learn of you this way
this is not what i want, or deserve.
come see! come see! (block)
are you five? three?
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