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This peom is kinda about giving up it's an old breakup poem for me. |
| I'm Done with all the hurt. I'm Done with all the pain. I'm Done with your drugs. I'm Done with your games. I'm Done with my worrying night and day. I'm Done with feeling presured to do things I don't wanna do. I'm Done with trying to explain how I really feel. I'm done with wondering if your feelings are really there I'm done with wishing that this was real I'm done getting talked on by all of your friends I'm done with it all. I can't take it anymore. I will always love and care for you. But being with you hurts me more. I'm done standing by and letting you hurt yourself. I can't, No I won't do it anymore. It's all got to quit. I'm done! |