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tag, you're it, again.

you're it, i quit, i'm giving in.

 

it's easy to call me goddess

while you're peeling off my bodice,

but will i still be ethereal

after you have had your fill?

 

tag, i'm it, you got me again

running cicles in the hole

you left me in when

you went out on your own

to "just meet a friend"

 

i don't care if you're back.

not that much, anyway.

this time around i feel the difference.

this time i won't beg you to stay.

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