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Ok...
Fine you win.
I'll stay away
I'll keep my distance

I won't bother you at all
Even when I fall,
I won't go to you when I'm sad,
Cause that will just make you mad.

Its like you don't even want me alive,
maybe I shouldn't be?
But if I am then I survived.
I just need an escape.

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