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Go away

You make me sick.
You say I can't be happy,
but isn't that your fault?
You say that I'm boring,
but how can I be anything but, when you're watching my every move.

And you know I'm insicure.
Do you enjoy making me squirm?
Are you some sort of sadist?
Why don't you just go away?
I'd be a lot happier if you did.





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