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H.I.M.


It happens

Haha, yeah it does I guess

We all loose it.

WE ALL DO

 

I didn't believe you at first

Who would?

You're crazy

You were crazy

He is crazy

 

Sitting on the porch

Warning me

Of my last

Days

 

Look, I have to go to work. 

I have no time for your stupidity

I walk

Away from you

Walked away from you

Away from him

 

I wanted to get to where I go

Where I go to work 

and beyond that

 

Home.

I never liked it but it suited me

That day, though

I felt expecially close to it

Feeling close to it

Close to him

 

The floor shook that day and we ran outside

I looked for you

Waited for you 

Wanted him

 

But I didn't listen

That was the last day

He left me

He left me

I left him

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