So When your heart is hung and you pick up the phone but don't really have no one to bug, you roll up the joint, smoke the blunts and hit the bong. Listening to sad songs. Emotions are running deep but you become numb. Because the connection was strong, but you lost sight of what was actually wrong. Who will answer the heart when it calls? Bungs feels the arteries, slowly stopping the blood flow. Causing the heart to turn cold. Manipulation. Manipulated. Who's pointing the finger?
Everyone
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Excerpt of Loula foxx
PoesiaThe games woman and men play before they make a serious commitment. It's the test of minds to see how far you can push someone. It's the feeling of not feeling like you're the "one."
