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Sick
Please just let me be
So sick and tiered of this shit
You know the pain you cause
When you act like such a prick
You’re newest muse; I’m not amused
Part of your life, don’t want that strife
Seconds with you feel like forever
This pain cuts in me like a knife
Don’t know why I give you any time
So I can listen to your lies
And knowing through it all
That it is you I most despise
Tears don’t fall, no sense in that
Won’t cry them over you
Won’t shed a single tear
Won’t let you see the hurt you do
I’m so sick of trying so hard
Well you do not all
Counting the seconds it will take
Until you finally fall
You said it girl! Powerful venting indeed. I am drawn in to these 'angst' pieces of how another cuts us like a knife KNOWINGLY. Excellent piece and great rhyme.
~LisaMarie
i love these lines
"You’re newest muse; I’m not amused
Part of your life, don’t want that strife"
and
"Tears don’t fall, no sense in that
Won’t cry them over you"
and i like the very end the last four lines, tho the not at all part is kinda worded funny
ash
Much Love
Ashley