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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1903054
The words just flow.
After all the things we've been through,
you pick now to take your leave?
I'm sorry,
But I don't believe
that you conceieve the thoughts
and emotions
I've placed in these rhymes
that power me through the times
and the crimes
I see commited every day.
By the way,
I appreciate the short-notice.
After all the things we've been through,
you pick now to take your leave?
It's cool.
I see what you mean
when you say
I'm not good enough.
Not like the death of my brother,
or the faults of my mother
were enough to drive me mad.
My bad.
So..
After all the things we've been through,
you pick now to take your leave?
I guess I always knew
It was bound to happen.
I won't hold you in.
Go and be free.
But seriously dude...
After all the things we've been through,
you pick now to take your leave?
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