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May 2012
The more I try to say it,
The more you say otherwise.
The more I deny it,
The more you push it on me.

I try to reassure you,
Yet you simply ******* off.
I can't ignore your words,
So they just eat me alive.

We are all friends,
Yet you make me feel low.
You make my words useless,
Yet I try to speak anyway.
Christopher A Patrick
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