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Jan 2022
What am I to do,
I don't want to be in pain,
I don't want the way it hurts me.

You want to play a game with me,
The things I see hurt me so much,
But I don't even know what I see.

I could ask you,
But I don't want the pain,
It really hurts me.

I want this to be over,
But will it ever be,
It hurts me that we are not a we.

We are over,
It is gone,
for me and you.

You made that very clear,
And yet, there you still are,
How am I supposed to pull through?
Written by
ThatBrokenOne  22/M/Netherlands
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