Tears rolling down my face,
questions lingering like a race.
All these nonstop text what are u doing? ,where are u?, u doing great?
Makes me wonder,do u do this to every girl you met?
Many women adore you, and I must confess, I do too,
but this interrogation keeps running like a marathon with no finish line,
couldn’t ask a single question cause you’re not even mine.
In resonance, you and I,
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