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It's Over!


I'm bipolar. Schizophrenic. Indecisive. Plain mad! Disgusted at the stifled complacency I had. This needs to end. I love you no more. I cannot bear to stay with someone I cannot adore. I'm not picking on little flaws Or swooning under infatuation. Our phyiscal relationship is not the cause, My mental state causes agitation. I examine you and feel disgust. To exit your life is a must. You liberated me once But I can do it again And this time not need a prince To not act inane. I'll do it I swear; Just one lets time lets fly Without you I will fair, Our time soon will die.
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