No. 4

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No longer. 

I will sit no longer,

upon bruised knees,

trampled hands,

No longer,

I will sit no longer.


Yours,

I am not yours,

You tried your best,

you failed,

Yours,

I am not yours.


Kindness,

Does not describe you,

You'll argue and fight,

I always knew,

Kindness,

Does not describe you.


No longer.

I will not remain longer,

Your vile and cruel,

You believe you control me,

No longer. 

I will not remain longer. 


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