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I just want to be free

is that now too much to ask as well?

You tell me that I am;

      that i am free

      and then you try to obligate me

      into staying around

Saying you understand

And then living like you don't

I wish it could be over

But never will it be.

But Never can it be.



I loved you and Loved you

And gave you my whole.

But when I ask...



It's over

This can not continue

From March 'til December

      It was always too good

           to be true.