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I laugh when you pop into my head sometimes because you mean
absolutely nothing
and no advice or support
will ever get you where you need to go
since your dependence is revolting
and your lack of want for something better is
disgusting

part of a past life that doesn't exist anymore, I see ghosts
walking in the streets sometimes, and they recognize me
but like you, and so many others, you are a part of something that will
never depend on the likes of you. I will never compromise
and kill myself slowly just to keep you

good riddance!