of being sick
of being caught up
in this
f u c k i n g
(now)
unrequited-ass
love.
it's worse
than
O
C
D
C
D
how i try
to suppress
what's in my head.
give me
a pensieve
so i
can
make you
d i s a p p e a r
forever,
please.
this hurting
is too much.
this stupidity
is too much.
this repetitiveness
is too much.
if i could
S C R E A M
it all away,
if i could
C R Y
it all away,
YOU
would've been
dead
a year ago.
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