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Jul 2010
Why did I stay
Unhappy for so long
Where on earth
Did I go wrong?

I kept you close
Kept you praised
Kept you safe
Kept your ******* spirits raised

Now it's over
I'm sick of you
And everything
You say or do

I can't stand
The thought of you
I am saying this now
I'm done with you

You say you want
To be close friends
But when I step back
I see the dead ends

Everytime
Something goes wrong
It's my fault
You sing your song

I'm not a saint
That's easy to tell
But guess what honey?
You ain't no angel

**** the world
I'm sick of this
Grab my blades
Now I'm ******

Pull a blade
Push against the skin
Run it slowly
Blood runs like gin

I'm done with you
Can't you see?
I've hurt you
But you **** me...
©Bruno Joseph Orsi
Written by
Bruno Joseph Orsi
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