“It Costs Zero Dollars To Cut You Off”

Bared souls
Verbose replies
Once felt whole
Now hear these cries
Antiquated attitudes
Rolled eyes at what you say
All I do is brood
About that fateful day

Regret the day my heart put up “Enter, Stage Right”
Play entitled ‘My Affection”
Now I’m in this plight
Lost all sense of direction
Needed a little reciprocation
Like a beggar needed bread
Your manners require innovation
My love for you, now dead.

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