You hit me once
Hit me twice
Hit me everyday
Knew I was messed up
I knew I lost my mind
The day I realized I began enjoying getting abused
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Can I Say Goodbye?
PoetryI'm always searching for something worth staying for but I can't seem to find that until then please don't mind me because I'm just a traveler passing through. When I'm not satisfied or happy I'll leave and find a new path, so just let me say goodby...
