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Now I’m Sick of It
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Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Angst - Words: 155 - Published: 12-04-05 - id: 2062603
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I don't think we'll ever fix this.

I don't think you take my feelings serious.

It's forty degrees and your heart's not helping.

Warm touches backed by cold intentions

Moved by hollow fingers,

That must have forgotten by now-

The true warmth of love.

You're so selfish and it's crazy you don't believe it.

But I swear

You have NO CONSIDERATIONS FOR ANYONE ELSE'S FEELINGS.

And all those sweet things I try to do for you-

You make me feel like a complete idiot.

And I'm just so sick of it.

Like when I try to make you smile-

You look at me like I'm the dumbest kid in the world.

You're tearing me down. Inch-by-inch.

Pretty soon I'll lose all self-confidence.

And you'll leave me to wither and die…

Because that's just how you are tonight.

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