Stop looking at me like that....
Stop looking at me with that face of pity.
Just stop.
I don't want your pity neither do I need it.
At least that's what I like to pretend I don't.
Sometimes I like to pretend I don't need you at all.
Not even the slightest.
But then you like to come around and remind me otherwise.
It's like a game of tag, I chase you, and you run.
Then when I give up you start chasing me.
But it's over now, I'm tired of running.
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