Stop.

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What a disgrace
How did we end up in this place
We were like a fire
The spark was lit
But someone burned out the fire
Threw the ashes in the pit
Dusk allowed my feelings to swallow me whole
If to hurt me was your only goal
You certainly achieved that one
And I hope that you had fun
When you tore me in two
I hope you enjoy the things you do
But if you try to hurt anyone close to me
You can bet that it won't be
I will drop a few bombs myself
Until you learn that you are wrong
You're too selfish to realize it now
But someway, somehow
You will learn that this needs to stop.
Just, stop.

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