let me just make it clear:
i'm different.
there's no equivalent
to what you want to tear.
my desire:
tell me how dumb,
how ordinary i am.
liar.
my dream:
it's down to earth,
because i gave it birth.
you make me scream.
my tries:
they have no value
but just to you.
the brain dies.
i hope, you're glad:
now i stop seeking
for help instead of treating.
today, oficially,
i am dead.
some sentences to a destructive person in my life
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