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6.7.23 (day 7 - summer of poetry)

the thought of you makes me sick,

i get nauseous from going back and forth.

one minute i cant stand you,

the other i'm in love with you.

but either one... /i'm heartbroken//

because you chose her,

not me.

so i sit here,

sick without relief.

cause no matter what i do,

the remedy is out of reach.

because you chose her,

not me.

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