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So Sick
I'm so sick of the worthlessness,
Your brutal attacks.
The people bent over,
To be whipped on their backs.
So sick of the falsehood,
The folklore, the lies.
The cries of a mother,
Who's only son dies.
So sick of the emptiness,
At the end of the world.
Hurt from the bruises,
From being 'your girl.'
Sick of 'I miss you's'
So glad that you're gone.
Yet still blinded by tears,
That drown out the dawn.
So sick of your cheating,
You replaced me too quick.
But what this comes down to,
Is Baby, Your Sick!
poem
by
Em Jay Christian
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