your move

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i walk out of your life

if i walk out this door

either you stop me now

or i'm not longer yours

i'm tired of arguing

i don't like to fight

and neither do you

yet we do every night

so it just seems easier

to get out than stay in

no doubt it'll be sad

you were once a good friend

but this isn't fair on me

and it isn't fair on you

i'm getting up to leave

so now it's your move

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Jeanette McCutcheon's picture

That is a really good poem!