Madame

She never cares
But she thinks she does
Each time we met
Its only her bidding that goes
Her text messages were the link
Come, she bids me
But i couldn’t refuse
Time travels, days pass by
Yuletide come and go
And not a text as usual

Again, her text messages were the link
Again, she thinks she cares
But, we met
Again, her bidding goes
But she thinks she cares
Again, she never cares

Pintowski

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