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May 2018
Im going home, it's all I can do.
You took me away from there.
I'm walking away from you.
From this God awful nitemare.
From your anger &Β lack of Gratitude.
From your constant criticizing stare.
From your condescending attitude.
From every head game you play.
From your constant ridicule.
From every hurtful thing you say.
This was never mutually beneficial.
Your idea of love brought me so low.
What did I ever think  was so special?
So, I'm walking home alone, I gotta go.
Never stay where you are not valued.
Wendy Buckley
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