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written by sweetiepie8903:19 AM 2/27/05I'm done with poems that smack of contempt
And sickly, maudlin love songs
I'm tired of Friday nights that taste like tears
I've paid my depression payments
With all of these wrongs
I'm through with believing that I'm not worth it
Finished with thinking that I don't deserve it
I'm killing the thing that's been eating away at me
I'm thinking less in terms of them
And a little more in terms of me |
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