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I don't like you
I can't forgive you
You are rude
I don't like who you've turned into

You didn't have to become this
You're getting under everyone's skin
You know it, yet you stay stubborn
When you're clearly in need of help
You're sickening
And you don't have to be.

You know you don't have to act like that
All we want to do is have your back
You know it, what a piece of work
You're unruly
And you don't need to be

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