Repitition
...
I've told you and told you
to get away from me
...
I can't take any more
of your stalking and watching
and calling and writing
and whingeing and moaning
...
I've told you and told you
to stay far away from me
...
I can't take any more
of your bright eyes in the night
or your secret smile in the dark
and your touching softly
...
I've told you I don't love you
that's all over with now
...
I can't take any more
of your loving and caring
and desiring and wanting
and needing me to be yours
...
I've told you I can't take any more
of your gorgeousness
and your life.
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