Once Twice Three times You told a lie. Trying to protect yourself Or someone else. In my best insterest You said. I don't believe it Not for one second. Small lies I forgave them fast No longer The slime That was pouring out your mouth Is what I despise Instead you start to Mope And shamelessly grovel You punish yourself How thoughtful and kind of you. And over do Your apology It all is fake You overcompensate. Trying to make me feel bad Is that what you're doing? Or maybe you just can't handle The cutting of my strings.Birth sign: Gemini
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