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Sick of This
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Distressing Make me runaway, even from me
I feel as though I'm pushed aside
It makes it hard for me
Together were full of hatred
Together were unfit
someday we may be different
I'm sick of all this shit
Sacrifice existing pride
thats what I did
You're not the only one that tried
you made me feel like shit
You make me runaway from me
you put me in a trance
Now I'm spacing off
You made me take a chance
Suprisingly I still care
although you forgot
Sick of being afraid
sick of feeling lost...
dont wanna comment on this one
the best poetry sometimes comes from two minds just emptying out together and mixing up like paint. instead of red rage and blue bitterness you get a pretty shade of purple passion pain