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On-Again/Off-Again
Just when things
Were going so well,
You decide it's time
To put me through hell,
First you can
When it's all fun,
But when feelings grow
He's suddenly the one.
So now we can
Be only friends,
And thus our little
Tryst once again ends.
Next time you decide
That you want to play,
Go somewhere else
And stay away.
Published 16th Dec 2018
Author's Note
I usually don't write rhyming poems, but it fit what was in my head this time.
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