Fifty Three

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I'm sick of waking up in the morning telling myself today will be better when I know I'm lying.
I'm sick of your messages.
I'm sick of your rumors.
I'm sick of your lies.
I'm sick of your new names for me.
I'm sick of you.

But I've made it this far. You're not stopping me now.

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