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i’m really going this time
i pack my bags
you throw my bags
before you get more violent
i’m sitting in my car
see you at the window
why do i have to think
why do i come back,
what you’ve done to me,
you’re about to lose.
you’ll call me once
forgotten. other times,
i’ve come back. but i
to the ground, strangled.
lost that night, i’m
remember that you
i’m really going this time,
carry this with you,
the pain you’ve given me.
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