![]() Sick of YouA Poem by schnickythep
I've become sick of you.
And the games, all that you do. There is no best of you. Only lies and spite, it's true. I've become sick of you. All you do is tear things down. No matter who or what's around. There is no good on you. Only hate and rage, it's true. I've become sick of you.
© 2012 schnickythep |
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1 Review Added on July 19, 2012 Last Updated on July 19, 2012 Tags: Sick of you, anger, tired, no good Author
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