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A Quiet Ride Home After A long Night

If it makes you less sad. I wish I could venture back. I hope you find who you are. You already know who I am. Just call me another safe bet. If it makes you less sad. We can stop talking on the phone. You already know how vile I am. I am a lair, it's just my style. I am sick with your pain. You just won't go away. I'll grow old. Hoping you'll start acting your age. I'll go home. Hoping to never hear your name. This hurts to erase you, but it is what I must do. I'll burn all of your photos, and forget our past. If it makes you less sad. I'll move away from this state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way. It's cold in this room. Where your memory looms. Hopefully as time goes by. You will go too.

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