Black Poetry : In and out of my life

HODEE

Alonewolf
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Jul 2, 2003
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Don't walk on me cause I let you in.
Don't treat me like a door mat.
Rubbing your boot, your heel into my crevices.
Taking me for granted cause you think it's O.K.
It's not cause that will change when I say.
I'm sick and tired of.

Taken for granted.

I'm mad because you.
Smiled when your boot was planted.
Square into my feeling.
You can't keep running in and out of my life.

My emotions don't care. I do, so
This thing has to go somewhere.
It's over if you believe its right to neglect.
The feeling is gone.

Yes, Gone.

You don't or you shouldn't treat me this way.
Words shallow, no they are not.
What should I say.
Said you love me.
But you don't act out the scene.
The story is cast from the beginning.
The players are here on the stage.
You saw the scrip.
You rehearsed some lines to get you here.
You don't know your lines or you part.
Rehearse in the mirror.
Practice to my face.
There is no right or wrong.
This is a disgrace.
The way you treat me.
Like a mat for your pleasure.
Don't walk on me because I let you in.
 

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