That's just the way it is,
Some leave of their own accord,
Because they can't stand the status,
Of your relationship,
While some just make you go,
With violence and a smile,
They weren't brought up right, you know.
When you show up,
People just want to leave,
The world they live in,
Because you fill their need,
To be alright,
To be fulfilled,
To feel free and yet owned,
Alive and killed.
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