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Sep 2013
I’m done with this nonsense

Stop trying to interpret the madness inside

Because you can’t break through the outer cover

Don’t say it might take some time

I’m done playing by your rules

I already know nothing will be alright again.

You don't know the real me

Nobody really does

Not even me so why should you pretend like you do?
Tabitha Sullivan
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Tabitha Sullivan  Maine
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