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Literature Text
God I feel sick, what made me want to do this?
I am locked up, and I cannot stay here any longer.
I feel lost. It's hurting me to be with you, so please let go of me. Literally, and metaphorically.
It's hard, so hard.
I was not doing it for me, anymore.
I always told you not to make me what chooses for you
Who you are,
What you've been,
And what to do,
But I made all of those parts of me.
So now I'm the hypocrite.
"Don't let me pull you down." Don't let me.
Make yourself a man, and be ready to be without me.
Because my plane is boarding, and I'm not coming back, not with you, at least.
I'm leaving, I'm sorry; I'll always love you. Not like you can believe me, The Hypocrite, but I hope you'll try.
I am locked up, and I cannot stay here any longer.
I feel lost. It's hurting me to be with you, so please let go of me. Literally, and metaphorically.
It's hard, so hard.
I was not doing it for me, anymore.
I always told you not to make me what chooses for you
Who you are,
What you've been,
And what to do,
But I made all of those parts of me.
So now I'm the hypocrite.
"Don't let me pull you down." Don't let me.
Make yourself a man, and be ready to be without me.
Because my plane is boarding, and I'm not coming back, not with you, at least.
I'm leaving, I'm sorry; I'll always love you. Not like you can believe me, The Hypocrite, but I hope you'll try.
Don't let this make you feel guilty. You did nothing wrong. I am just realizing my own wrong deeds within this poem. <--(you know who you are. I don't need to say your name.)
To everyone else, this poem was just the final release of a wrongdoing I had performed upon myself. It was only release. And now, it cannot be captured. It was only a description of what could be, what I thought would be, and what was not.
I care not for the repurcussions of my actions, and my choice to put this where all can see. I know there is one who will wish they had not lain their eye's upon it, however, if that wish was brought upon because it has been taken in a way that was not intended, then I have no responsibility within the matter, and I will not take the responsibility upon myself.
To everyone else, this poem was just the final release of a wrongdoing I had performed upon myself. It was only release. And now, it cannot be captured. It was only a description of what could be, what I thought would be, and what was not.
I care not for the repurcussions of my actions, and my choice to put this where all can see. I know there is one who will wish they had not lain their eye's upon it, however, if that wish was brought upon because it has been taken in a way that was not intended, then I have no responsibility within the matter, and I will not take the responsibility upon myself.
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