Broken Down
You finally did it.
You finally said the very last thing,
that would make me break down.
And here I am,
standing here, with tears in my eyes.
I finally broke down,
and yet you continue to laugh at me,
to point, to taunt, to carry on.
You see that I have broken down,
and yet you use this as an opportuntiy to kick me while I'm down.
Why are you like this?
When will you quit?
I've broken down,
and you are still laughing.
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