I am so tired of caring
I am so tired of pretending
I am so tired of waiting
tired of anticipating
it is my fault for believing
and allowing the deceiving
hanging on the words
that should have went unheard
wading through the chaos
unwaning and lost
fading and tossed
into loves sweet holocaust
if it is written in the cards
and spelled upon the stars
it should not be so hard
to escape misery's bard
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