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Jun 28, 2004 21:19

+would you please+
there you are knocking at my door, crying.
would you please just do me a favor and turn around.

there you are kneeling at my feet, begging.
would you please just give me some room to breathe.

because its nothing but a hassle,
struggling to hold on never pays off.
so would you please let go of me,
because my arm is red with your handprints.
-me
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