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Jun 2015
Sick of the traps
Sick of the questions
Get away from me
If you think I'm a fake
This is all I can take
Get away from me
If all you do is question me
Clearly we weren't meant to be
I am done with this mess
It doesn't even make sense
Not even a little bit
Everything is wrong
We never get along
As much as I want this to work
It just keeps getting worse
Please understand me when I say
I'll always love you
But please get away
Written by
Emily  Austin
(Austin)   
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