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For all the times I longed for you

You never gave what I gave you

I have been loyal and honest

You still cut deep

For you, I write this hurtful anger out in ink

Instead of destroying something other than a piece of paper

Also a poor defenseless pen

I have broken enough for you

All that counts now, is myself

For now I write to say, I am leaving you in the dust of the past

I am traveling to see what the future holds

All seems hazy as the storm clouds start to roll on to another state