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No More Chances
You're the sting to my abrasion, the reason for my self deprecation. My harmfully addictive medication that I can't stop taking.
You are wonderful. And I am wondrous of your beauty. I try to conceal it, and yet you still see through me.
But I see through you too—past your lies and deceit. And even though I see it, I still get knocked off my feet.
But this time my feet are firmly planted. And this time I won't be misdirected. And this time there won't be a next time, because I can no longer stand it.
