Why are you trying?

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I hate who I loved.

Suppressed and close minded,

I hate that I’m his.

And another,

To eager for me to respect,

Too stupid for me to have trusted.

I hate who I loved.

I find so much comfort in knowing that everything will eventually stop.

They’ll all give up,

I’ll live a life full of what you call mistakes,

Then I’ll die.

We can’t screw up our lives when our destiny is a downfall.

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