O- is that it?!*

by Ayah   May 15, 2005


Your feelings for me are low
Your speech ceaseless slow
Counted words in row
I utterly don’t know
Why you’re doing so
But this I never saw
Hun, I’ve reached the brow
For its me who always bow
Is there something you want to draw
My attention to
Perhaps there’s what I should know
As you don’t love me like you used to

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