Not a Voodoo Doll
I loved you to bits and pieces,
But you valued me as much as you'd value human feces.
I could accept it though,
All I wanted was for you to leave me the fuck alone, bro.
But you couldn't do that, could you?
You thought I was a voodoo-
Doll
Who would be available at your beck and call.
Guess what?
I'm not that,
And neither am I a pussy cat
Who is scared to do tit-for-tat.
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