No more taking PARTS of me
No more breaking HEARTS for me
No more giving me trust ISSUES
No more using up all my TISSUES
I have had enough
You don’t own ANY of me
And there are probably MANY people like me
But you don’t own them either
I will no longer FEED you with my thoughts and nightmares
Because you NEED them to survive in my head
But you’ve just been evicted
You no long have a place to SQUAT
No permanent SPOT to stop me from doing things I want to do and saying things I want to say
No more
Because what you did won’t affect you, so why should it affect me?
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