The Walk Out
This is something you have to understand and See
this is me and this is how I am going to be.
but I still miss you all the things we been through
to see your eyes, to see your hair, to see your lips how I can't stop and stair
when we call each other names even though sometimes its corny and lame.
I miss that and IM the one to blame.
I come and go to you I am the lowest of the low.
This is my good bye and farewell
and now I aM letting you go.
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