TheGame
1:25 p.m.

I wanted you, and I dreamed of you.

I needed you, and I begged for you.

I cried for you, and I smile for you.

I ran to you, and ran from you.

I loved you, and I hated you.

I layed myself bare for you, and let you rape my soul.

I opened my world to you, and let you have the permanent marker.

None of it affected you.

Get the fuck out of my life.

I don't want you, need you. I won't beg or run, love or hate you. I am no longer yours to have, or a person you can make black.

My life. My rules. Your game is over.

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