The unknown him

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I can't sit still,
I really want off this hill,
Everywhere I look I see his face,
I really wish I had some mace,

He haunts my dreams,
Where I wish I could hit him with beams,
I can't escape my past,
But I sure can run awful fast,

Once out of his reach,
He will only be a leach,
I'll never forget him,
For I fell for him on a whim,

He's not my future guy,
I want to hit him with a pie,
I'm finally free from the cage he held me in,
I can still see his face when I kicked him in the shin,

I've grown up since then,
My life is finally of the mend,
Life is moving forward,
I think I might go to Norwood,

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