Other ways

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Leaving is what we get
when we feel a bit dead.
Our minds are telling us to die
yet we both know they like to lie.

Go on, walk the other way,
I promise I won’t look on your sway.
Maybe I’ll take a peek
as you climb that peak.

Don’t leave, come back home
You don’t have to be sad alone
Take out that loan
of my time and love.

Will you pay it back?
Or will you walk the other way
Turning your back
And walking away
While I look at your sway

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