.In time she might see how foolish she was for leaving me
Might take a bruise or two before she longs for my abuse
Running away was easy, I guess, but you left my mind a sloppy mess
Was it so hard to talk about the stuff that I could not figure out?
Woe, woe is me, she took her things.
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