Those words you say; Make me want to leave; And walk away; Why do you act; The way you do; I have shown; Nothing but love for you; What have I done; To make you treat me this way; Well I don't deserve it; And you'll regret it someday; So you better straighten up; And show me you care; Cause your going to turn around; And I wont be there; Love has a way of making you do things; Like putting up with you; Instead of following my own dreams; This is your last warning; So listen to what I say; You have one more chance; Before I walk away. Tamatha Perkins Guthrie Back to Poems by Tammy
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