Get out.
There have been many times,
I’d rather give.
Just say okay,
And continue to live.
By doing so,
I’d be risking more.
So go!
Don’t try to tear me down!
Leave!
I am who I am!
No!
You can’t change me!
Get Out!
It’s too bad you couldn’t see,
Hurt!
That’s what you’re doing to me!
Scream!
Because you can’t hear.
Shout!
Don’t you love me dear?
Continue!
That’s what I’ll do!
Pray!
Is all I can do for you!
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