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Exasperated, arguing with you is a hobby
No matter how many times i tell you no
The answer isn't enough to get you off me
I wanted so much for us in the past
I write this poem in danger of sounding crass
you take so much and yet give so little
My undying loyalty to you has left my heart cold and brittle
You maybe know all the ins and outs of loving  a soul as loyal as mine
But i know things too like ; you really are not trying
you left her who ever she is shopping list in your car
she asked you for things of which i refuse to speak
and you refuse me the truth in fear of seeming weak
And i know you take that phone with you wherever you go
Yes sir I've done it all, checked your pockets, phone, even your wallet
And the only thing you care about is when and what I'm gonna spend my money on (you)
So exasperated I tell you no for the millionth time
block your calls as the day unwinds
I have yet to find a moment of truth
That's ever gonna have something to do with you!