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I'm done.
I'm done living in this world.
I'm done being its pawn.
I'm done feeding the fire.
I'm done living through dusk and dawn.
I'm sick of going through the motions.
I'm sick of even caring.
All I do is try to help, but
All I get is voices blaring.
Fuck up. Bitch.
I can't believe you did this!
Nope. I'm done.
Bye, bitches.
-2014-
I'm done being its pawn.
I'm done feeding the fire.
I'm done living through dusk and dawn.
I'm sick of going through the motions.
I'm sick of even caring.
All I do is try to help, but
All I get is voices blaring.
Fuck up. Bitch.
I can't believe you did this!
Nope. I'm done.
Bye, bitches.
-2014-
Published 23rd May 2014
| Edited 23rd Jun 2014
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Anonymous
11th Jun 2014 10:35pm
That often happens, doesn't it. You say you're a spur of the moment writer & once you've said what was on your mind, that's it, you're done!
Adding more to this piece may make it seem artificial, right?
Adding more to this piece may make it seem artificial, right?
9th Aug 2014 5:23am
