Please, please,
dont cry like that.
Im going to go mad.
I dont want to see you...
I need to dee you again.
Im sick of it.
Because as soon as we
have to say goodbye...
I want to die.
Once I desire something...
I cant undesire it.
I cant even try to resist.
I will desire it until I have it.
But there is no end,
No matter how much I take, I still want.
Then,
when I hear someone say that they like me,
it makes my heart go cold.
Whether a classmate, or family says it to me...
I cant understand what they are talking about.
It only hurts.
Greedy Fat Cat Community Member 
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