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Over You
My fists covered in blood
The hole in the wall resembles my heart

I let you put me back together just to tear me apart

again

my soul is bursting with rage and hate

I will never be good enough for you

I'm not playing these ridiculous game's anymore

I'm done

and we're through

this is the last poem I'll ever write about you

©DestinyFlores
©DisasterrPoetry