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May 2022
Your making it hard
I don’t know what’s next
I never wanted to be your ex
I know them *******
I remember you said,
You don’t give a ****
You wish they were dead
Your absolute,
I do believe too,
Every time you say “f#%k you,”
I think I was wrong,
Is my time up?
You don’t have to remind me….I’m f#%ked
I know I have problems
We all need help
But you don’t have any…
So go f#%k yourself
©BL Costello 2022
Sorry for my lamguage.  Metaphors escapes me at times like this.  A little further down the rabbit hole.  This is bad....
Written by
B L Costello  WNY
(WNY)   
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   Scarlet McCall
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