I end up here once more;
You're starting to make me bore,
I can't dare ever imagine
marrying someone with no lore.
I know I was being asinine;
But are you being genuine?
Couldn't you have a heart
and heal me with loving aspirin.
You're my closest counterpart;
Someone I can't just depart
and left lying there to rot,
I'd hate to wholly restart.
At times I’d think you’re hot,
But with that attitude you got,
I somehow lost my candid trust,
giving you one too many shot.
Are you ever gonna adjust,
or let time corrode this antirust
and wear off into thin air?
You’ve gained my mistrust.
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