Poem:How Many Times.
How Many Times.
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How many times do you cry
When you think of me at night
How many times do you lie
About why I’m gone.
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So don’t you tell all my friends
That you are hoping I’ll call,
That if they got us in touch
My resistance would fall.
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Why can’t you give it a rest,
Just accept that we’re done,
There’s no point to your lies
We both know what went on.
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You’re such a self-involved man
That you believe your own press.
You are so out of my life
There will be no PS.
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