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i am about to knock on the door

when i hear the sounds from inside

i drop my bag
tears welling up in my eyes

the rose goes next

thrown in front of me to be stepped on

i hear your voice calling me
i don't turn

instead
i leave you

and whoever you decided
                                        to make love with

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