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why do i keep

coming back here again?

please stop bringing me here again.

i don't want to be hidden

behind broken buildings

snow drifts keep growing.

by giving me the first

rip isn't going to make me

want to love you.

i want to love myself

more then for someone

to love me.

because i have the right

to love me first.

i have that held over you.

stop bringing me here,

i dont like this lane.

sharp ice sharp stares

stop waving to the men

with grey hair in white trucks

they already passed by three

times.

please stop bringing me here.

i really just don't like it here.

9:00pm


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