Monday, August 29, 2011

Fustration

What is wrong with you
You give me the same things over and over
This is not a request line
Your actions are worthless
That's why I can denie you
I can go to someone else all the time besides you
I can see myself using you as a last resort
But getting that far I'd rather we stay apart
You have grown to be nothing to me
All the way down to the text messages
Someday I will tell you no more
I think today is the day
No more of this I say
Never More

Sincerely Yours,
I'm Through

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