<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=572773" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>So Sick</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm so sick of the worthlessness, <br>Your brutal attacks.<br>The people bent over, <br>To be whipped on their backs.<br>So sick of the falsehood, <br>The folklore, the lies.<br>The cries of a mother, <br>Who's only son dies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So sick of the emptiness, <br>At the end of the world.<br>Hurt from the bruises, <br>From being 'your girl.'<br>Sick of 'I miss you's'<br>So glad that you're gone.<br>Yet still blinded by tears, <br>That drown out the dawn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So sick of your cheating, <br>You replaced me too quick.<br>But what this comes down to, <br>Is Baby, Your Sick!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Em+Jay+Christian">Em Jay Christian</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=572773" data-title="So Sick de Em Jay Christian" data-description="I'm so sick of the worthlessness, Your brutal attacks. The people bent over, To be whipped on their backs. So sick of the falsehood, The folklore, the lies. The cries of a mother, Who's only son dies. So sick of the emptiness, At the end of ..."></div> </div> </div>

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