www.whyville.net Aug 19, 2012 Weekly Issue



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SCIENCE
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PANDEMIC
I want this to be over
I want to be done
I can't do this anymore
I want to give up.
I miss you too much
For my own good
But the part of you I miss
Changed like I never could.
I'm so tired of the person you've become
I hate that you don't talk to me
There will never be someone enough
To fill the void you left in me.
It's not my fault
That we've drifted apart
I know you love me differently
But you still owned my heart.
They took away what we had
And flushed it down the toilet
I'll hate them for the rest of my life
Their stupidity was the final bullet.
It's going to be over
I'm going to be done
I'm not doing this anymore
I give up.

 

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