SICK AND TIRED / poem

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OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE
I AM DONE WITH CRYING OVER YOU
I AM DONE WITH MISSING YOU
I AM DONE WITH POURING MY HEART OUT TO YOU
ONLY FOR YOU TO LEAVE ME ON READ

IM SO FUCKING CLINGY I KNOW
BUT PLEASE TELL ME
DO YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS OR NOT
I AM SICK OF THIS SHIT
STOP PLAYING WITH ME
TELL IT TO ME STRAIGHT

MAYBE THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU.

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