My love for you still lives in chains that bind.
Unmet expectations torturing my mind.
Same promises, year after year after year.
Devoid of intention
It's finally clear.
The time has come to drop the charade
You have no intention of keeping,
promises you've made
You've strung me along with seeming sincerity
I believe you want to try
But lack basic clarity
You obfuscate the issues at hand
Your intelligence put to work
Rationalizing your plan
These powers you employ
Are impressive and steadfast
You muddy up the water
Then sneak on past
And I am left here, a frustrated fisher
With a line out for the truth
A perpetual wisher
But the time for wishing has come and gone
Time now for another song.
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