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Feb 2020
I've got my hand on the doorknob
But you're pulling me back
Begging me to stay
Your voice beginning to crack

I've got the door open
Your tugging on my clothes
Crying in my shoulder
You won't let me go

I've got one foot out the door
You've fallen on your knees
Silence filling the room
Not a word, not a peep

I'm running out the door now
Down the road
On my way
To find a new home
Written by
Klita
171
   Bogdan Dragos
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