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He's still with me, Everywhere I go

And the saying goes,

That you reap what you sew.

But at this point I don't know,

What the hell I could have sewn. 

I can tell you, I didn't want your anger to grow, 

I could tell somebody, if I let the bruises show.

I'll tell you it isn't right, I shouldn't have to take the blow,

That you never should have wanted for my blood to flow. 

And if this is knowing love, then I don't want to know,

And I don't want to spend another night crying into the pillow.

So have you got any more questions now? 

Is there something else you'd like to know? 

Yes, I am leaving this  "so-called"  home.

Yes, it might hurt, but this is the end of our road. 

I'm ready for better days to come tomorrow.

I can still, in my bones, feel every punch or kick you have thrown.

And my blood still runs cold when I pick up the phone.

I still fear all of the unknowns;

And I still am ashamed that I didn't have more backbone.

I can still smell your sandalwood cologne;

And when I saw the truth in your words, it hit me like a stone.



"You can leave but I'm still with you,
 
everywhere you go."

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