Just a Flea

June, July, August, September, November, December
Shall I continue?
Should I tell them about every moment you stole from me?
You wrapped me up and said you were the only one with the key
I was smitten by you but you turned out to be like an old flea
Sucking the life from me and bringing me to my knees
You stole my innocence, broke me
Left me tangled in a web of lies, drugs, alcohol, cheating
I couldn't help myself
I hated who I was
You broke me, beat me, left me bleeding with bruises from your golden hands
You broke my trust, threw me in the dust
And now you crawl back
But guess what
I'm not yours anymore
I picked myself up off of the floor
Realized I was meant for more
So don't wait on me
it's not worth your time
Trust me, I don't like fleas.

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