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Feb 2016
I sleep less now
than I did before
Hear rapid tapping
At my door
The sounds of violence
Keep pushing me
To want to leave you
Here in peace.
I come downstairs
Hold to the railing
I want to fall
But fear the waking.
Plates smashed on the floor
Blood spilled on the floor
You lay on all fours
And call her a *****
You say she's a *****
Tell me not to swear
And clean up all this ****.
I lost my temper that day
Or night should I say
Too early to tell
Or too late for this hell.
I want to leave here
I've just had enough
Of this mess
Don't blame me for this
My actions are mine
But the cause is all yours.
Written by
Jakub  London
(London)   
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   mickey finn
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