Haunt me in my sleep deprived state,
Just wipe me off of the crowed slate.
I will find a way not to care.
No, I do not feel despair.
Was it only just game for gain?
Like a vixen, you played off my pain.
I gave only dedication to you cause.
In my peril I see you begin to pause.
How could you act so selfish to me?
The sleep calls out, I feel for an eternity.
I only wish I could manage hate you,
Then maybe I could put you through
The pain you put on a foolish boy
Who dedicated himself to your joy.
You are just a dream I wish to forget.
But forever in my memory you will set.
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