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So Sick

So sick of being lonely So sick of broken hearts There is no end to pain And I can’t remember where it starts I give and give Yet never get So sick of crying I plead to forget I plead to forget your name I beg to forget your face You control my mind In every dream and in every place Was I really born to carry this much pain? Was I born, just to be carelessly used? Am I a child’s toy? Waiting to be abused? So sick of being patient For God to take my life So God I’ll do your job And make only last slit with this knife
Written by Brittany
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