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No longer do I yearn for your lips
No longer do I await your gifts
I've found another
One more pure in nature
Sure, I wonder
What it would have been like
To stay in your arms at night
To listen to your exotic voice when we fight
And hate
Then make back up
And take
When we wake back up
From the little you've left me with
That little that I grasped so tightly
That I loved so vastly
You drowned me with your charm and tongue
But I've resurfaced like a rubber bung
You knew what I wanted
Pity you never cared about what I needed
Though now I have to say,
It was a good ride
But no longer do I have to hide
Because someone wants me as their bride
So go on,
Do your thing
Mock me when I sing
Wait for the doorbell to ring
But when it does ring, what you won't find is me
For now, I am finally free
No longer do I await your gifts
I've found another
One more pure in nature
Sure, I wonder
What it would have been like
To stay in your arms at night
To listen to your exotic voice when we fight
And hate
Then make back up
And take
When we wake back up
From the little you've left me with
That little that I grasped so tightly
That I loved so vastly
You drowned me with your charm and tongue
But I've resurfaced like a rubber bung
You knew what I wanted
Pity you never cared about what I needed
Though now I have to say,
It was a good ride
But no longer do I have to hide
Because someone wants me as their bride
So go on,
Do your thing
Mock me when I sing
Wait for the doorbell to ring
But when it does ring, what you won't find is me
For now, I am finally free
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