I've had it. I'm through, done, fed up.
It's time I decided to stop the constant
pain.
To discontinue all the tears, all of
the emotion, everyday, every minute.
All this depression, I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of Love.
It's nothing but a big disappointment.
Just another false, temporary hope to shroud
its true purpose: to kill our hearts.
It sickens me to see that all I'm left
with when it's all over, is a tear and an
everlasting pain.
I'm done.
I'll throw it all away, discard it, drop it,
forget it about it all.
I want to feel something else! Something
other than constant sadness.
I want the scars to heal. I want the
disturbia to go away.
I've had enough of it all....
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Name: Ari
Age:13
Likes: Sunsets, Poetry, and Yuri
Dislikes: Country, Ignorance
Owner: UnLukii
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