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Sep 2015
Pack your bags
Take all your **** rags
Stay and watch the ******* things burn
Of course you would not turn
I told you to leave and not come inside
But no
you had to stay and watch me try
to commit suicide
You never let anything slide
All the nagging
and always bragging
Us always playing a game of tag
Making my life a drag
You always seemed to be on the rag
Always running the streets to find someone to ****
You always took the chance to go out stag
Get the **** out
Just leave!!
Don't worry about me
I will find someone that loves me for me
I don't give a **** if they are a little insane
We will pop a bottle of champagne
There will not be anymore chains
Won't lay blame
With no games
Nothing to explain
Finally someone with a brain
Get the **** out
Just leave !!
Nothing more to disbelieve
No more being afraid you will conceive
Nothing more to grieve
All the later **** just makes me want to heave
Nothing more to share between
I have cut all of our strings
So get the **** out
And just
Leave
Please
   !!
Mark Tilford
Written by
Mark Tilford  Louisville ky
(Louisville ky)   
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