Leaving

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Poetry

Dear Anyone,

I'm packing up my things,

Time to leave this place.

I've got to get out of here.

Don't ask me why,

I guess I can't take this pain anymore.

Don't bother to call,

I'm not going to answer.

After today,

I'm not coming home.

I've been built up,

Only to be broken down again.

And I guess,

I can't take the abuse much longer.

Don't worry,

I'm going to be fine.

I'll send you a postcard,

When I get there.

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