We spoke on misguided terms.
A journey planned without regards.
Your visit is a guilt trip.
That scheming play on words.
You are a deceitful woman.
Believing we couldn’t see the truth.
Now you’re feigning innocence;
Using mental abuse.
You still don’t get it.
You’re not the boss of me;
You never were.
Write Now and Later 
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