I shouldn't have listened to that song… I picked up my stuff and left. You wouldn't let me stay. You told me to leave. I screamed at you to let me stay. I looked over my shoulder, hoping to see you looking back at me. But you aren't looking at me. You defiantly stare away. You wouldn't let me love you the best way that I could. You wouldn't love me the way I need; you wouldn't to allow me to just be me. So I packed up my shit and threw away the rest. Ramble on.
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