Pain
the pain I felt when you left
them feelings you put out you could've kept
no more running back
I'm tired of your excuses
you want to leave there's the door
you probably had another girl
you made me feel like I was nothing
I always broke bread
turned nothing into something
wounds don't heal overnight
I still pray you sleep tight
you opened my eyes so I had to realize
was it the sexual tendencies
that kept me on your mind
I can't believe it took me this long to actually see
you was just like the rest and a player to be
you don't even text or call no more
when I try to hit you up with a convo you ignore
heal me from this pain I'm feeling a little sore
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