Next Time I Leave

Next time I leave, you won't be able to yell my name. 
Because next time I leave, I won't reply. 
Next time I leave, you can't tell me not to do so. 
Because next time I leave, I won't hear your voice scream from the window. 
Next time I leave, you won't be able to fight seemingly for fun,
Because next time I leave, will be by the barrel of a gun.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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