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Drawing The Line

I have been known to stay awhile.
Walk around for days with no end,
but now I am running for now.
Looking for ways to say goodbye.
I speak with no tongue,
Because all my words are your ink.
Happiness doesn't write itself,
and pain comes without a doubt.
If I lose then what's the point?
I'm drowning just for a little while.
I have been known to close my eyes,
when the most important part is here.
I get scared that I might get scared,
and I'm tried of running from these fears.
There are the little things that come to my attention,
And these stains just won't scrub out.
I am looking away for the right reasons,
I wish that you could just see them.
I have been known to close my mouth,
so the dirty rotten words don't come out.
I could say that I don't like you,
but it would be hurting more then just me.
I have been known to give you my soul,
but it's sad I've sunken so low.
There are days when I have trouble breathing,
All I can do is fall to my knees.
These days are when I only see you.
I could hope that I would believe,
and I can wish that you would leave.
Then nothing would seem to be real.
I have been known to stay awhile,
but losing you was never part of my plan.
I just can't hold my reactions,
It's causing bad reflections,
and everyone else I am infecting.
That's why I must go back home.

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