Sick Of It Poem by Jaqualen Roberts
Sick Of It
Tell me why do you love me
When all you did was hurt me
Over and over again.
I loved you like no other
And now you go
And forget what was true.
So now I'm sick of it
And you calling me a liar and a cheater
When you never talk to me.
You're one I loved and now one I hate
Always ripping my with your lies
Now enjoy your darkened life
Because Little J is done playing your games.
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