I just want to run away.
He is always is the back of my head.
Knowing that hes in the same place as me just rips me apart.
He doesnt know, doesnt care.
Flicks me off just like a cigarette ash.
Forgetting whatever happened.
I wish one of us would just leave.
wishing it was me.
Hes a careless bastard now.
Maybe it was my fault but...
I always repeat the same
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