Are We Done Yet?
Those eyes, all they
carried were lies.
That pain, it felt like
More a loss than a gain;
A huge loss
That came with a cost.
Who was I?
Who were you?
What were we?
Who are you to tell me?
But please, tell me,
Why?
If you cannot look me
Straight in the eye,
then why even try?
All those moments that
I just want to forget
All I can say is,
Are we done yet?
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