It’s Over

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my poems

Is it really hard to see

Why it is we can’t be

The reason is clear to see

It’s because of your cruelty

I’m sorry that this couldn’t be

But the pain was just too much for me

The constant bickering

The kicking, the hitting

In private or public

It seemed like you loved it

The way you would make me feel

How you call and I would heel

This isn’t how it should be

You’re supposed to love me

Not shower me with gifts

All because I got hit

It’s not fair you see

The way you treat me

No more

Will I endure

The pain it brings

To be your thing

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