Flip
Flop
Flip-flop
I never know
Who I’ll get today
Which you
Flip-flop
Sometimes,
I like you.
A lot.
You make me happy,
You make me glow
You make me.
Flip-flop
Sometimes,
I hate you.
You bring me down,
You make me cry.
You don’t make,
You break.
Flip-flop.
Why do I give you
So much power?
Which you is you?
Which me….
Is me?
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