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I apologize for such an inelegant poem, but need to vent out some steam You know, I’m sick and tired! I’m sick of your bull shit. You know, it is required To pay attention, at least a little bit… I bring you heart, you throw it out. I let down my hands, you send me in knockout. I light you way when it is too dark, You leave me alone, when hounds start to bark. You know, I better be always alone, Then ever chase after you, I can be stubborn and strong, And yeah, imagine… Fuck You Too! 😈
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