My man of my home

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The next few years are gonna be like the covid years,
Isolated from everyone including you.
However this time I'm thinking I should let you go because its not fair if I pull you along on this road,
I'd rather die alone,
Than pull you down with me too,
I can drown in sorrow,
But I need you to be strong to carry my name and to know I always loved you even when you done me wrong,
I told you from the first day I love unlike no other,
Maybe you took that lightly I have no idea but I am one of a kind,
To be able to hold my head up high and say that I love you in front of them was the choice I made and I will carry on to do,
Whether he breaks my bones next or whether I have no home,
You are the one I call love you are the man of my home.

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