those venomous words still ring in my ears
I’m am not angry, I did what I had to do
your not speaking your heart to me was part of the problem
you might have tried expressing your appreciation while you had me
I gave up many things to get away from you
I do not have an address I am for all intesive purposes homeless
no comment
I wish I could believe your words
yeah me to
as for the rest
does it matter if I can’t believe you?
not so much about forgiveness
as self preservation
I was dying with you and you did not see it
I had to leave

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