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Enough
My heart is
No play thing,
My love
Does have strings.
My emotions
Are so strong.
My memory
Is so long.
No longer your way,
By my rules we play.
No longer being used,
This time I will chose.
How and when
To begin;
How to start
And to end.
How my time
I will spend,
Maybe, with you?
That depends,
No longer looking
For friends.
No longer can I face
Being second place.
If I chose to
be with you
I will be the one
Deciding what
We will do.
If this is too
Much to take;
An easy decision
To make.
You can start walking,
Because I'm done talking .
No play thing,
My love
Does have strings.
My emotions
Are so strong.
My memory
Is so long.
No longer your way,
By my rules we play.
No longer being used,
This time I will chose.
How and when
To begin;
How to start
And to end.
How my time
I will spend,
Maybe, with you?
That depends,
No longer looking
For friends.
No longer can I face
Being second place.
If I chose to
be with you
I will be the one
Deciding what
We will do.
If this is too
Much to take;
An easy decision
To make.
You can start walking,
Because I'm done talking .
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