Sick of It

by Bre   Dec 18, 2006


Sick of the tears, sick of the lies.
Sick of hellos, sick of goodbyes.
Sick of today, sick of tomorrow.
Sick of the pain, sick of the sorrow.
Sick of Her, sick of You.
Sick of everything you put Me through.
Sick of Us just being friends.
Sick of seeing You with Her again.

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