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Quitting

How many tears have falle?
How many tears need to fall?
I'm sick of the tears.
I'm sick of patching
holes in my now
cold and barrin heart.
I'm sick of losing
pieces of my heart.
I'm sick of
picking those pieces up.
I'm sick of building new walls
so people can break them down
piece by piece.
I'm sick of trying
to pleae everyone.
I'm sick of it. I'm sick of it all.
I'm done being nice,
taking on everyone's problems.
I'm done.
I quit.





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