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She told me quietly,

She was letting go

She was giving up on happiness,

And on trying to find a home

She said I'll never cut my hair again

I'll just leave it to grow

And I will never blame anyone else

For what I reep

Is what I sow

I never again want anger,

I never again want pain,

I never again want to fall in love

Or have to answer to my name.

Just simply give me a number,

I'm like a barcode, anyway

I'm giving up on caring

She said

''I want to just go away''.