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I’m not sick of some friendships, I’m just sick of their lies
Your anger like chalk
on my emotion’s sidewalk
Your silence like tempestuous skies
Cleansing the livid graffiti from my mind’s walkway
The remaining streaks make me feel dreary
All the antagonistic things that you say
All the importance that you are not hearing
The monotonous meanings to your arguments
Plagiaristic points of view
Living out things you should live to forget
My ideas you’re trying to skew
Why I conform to the schemes of this rhyme
All my life I will never find out
Every assignment is due sometime
But I don’t know what these tasks are about