Sometimes they come in our world and they fight, they're afraid of us.
Call out every name in the book, disrespectful, throwing shade at us.
Though for them we are real, just because, they play games with us.
Thought I'd trust you, now I know, don't be claiming us.
Fight to love, but with you, loves afraid of lust.
Like my heart, when it fights, and refused to trust.
Can't expect anything more, there's no change in us.
Betrayal repeats like the day, there's just pain with us.
M. Jones
Love the way you write and express hard-to-capture emotions during the process.
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