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I was acting out habits, I didn't even know I had Moved down here and ran smack dab into them There it was staring me in the face I needed attention and you wasn't giving me any You was walking around without a care in the world While I was home pouting Stressed out and losing my hair I made myself sick over you And did you care? I know you did, you just had a different way of showing it You played my patience like a see-saw And made me believe I was "It" Red light, green light When do the games end? I wanna be little again, so I can play house with you I be mommy and you be daddy So we can live out our fantasies of having a family Little did I know, a family stems from two And its fate rides on the love of me and you
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jwiener
Remembering playing games as children and wishing to go back to that time is the type of feeling that every person can relate to, so it's great that you made that connection in your poem.

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