Like a fucking guitar!
Is how I was used,
and abused.
You were just strumming me along.
Like I was a string.
Soothing,
And smoothing your actions,
As long as it was convenient for YOU.
As long as it was fulfilling and thrilling for YOU.
Never once did you stop to wonder.
Never once did you stop to consider my feelings.
Never once did you learn of my desires.
This life you live is all about YOU.
Oh, how it must be lonely being YOU!
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