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Sep 2014
This is the last I'll write to you.
It's all I seem to ever do.
I punch these keys and whisper lines,
But I am done. I resign.

It's too bad this had to end.
Be careful now, I don't pretend.
I know it's hard to take me serious,
You listen as though I'm delirious.

But right now I'm just furious,
If this is it, then I must.
I'll cut ties, I'm not bluffing.
I'm so ******, it was all for nothing.

What can I say but "wow?"
I finally figured out just how,
You like to think of me.
This is it, setting me free.

If you ever wish to reciprocate,
It might just be a bit too late.
You had your chance but blew it.
You were a failure before I knew it.

I'm done with the petty game.
I finally learned... We aren't the same.
Finally now, it is time.
If you want a piece, get back in line.

So this, my cordial friend,
My beautiful failure, is the end.
So read these words, know them true:
This is the last I'll write to you.
Nathaniel Brenner
Written by
Nathaniel Brenner  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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