I loved this place,
But now I know that it was temporary relief.
All I know is that I need to leave.
There’s no point in me staying,
There’s nothing and no-one anchoring me down
Not anymore at least.
Maybe it’s time I left.
I’ve got no one to say my final goodbyes to,
I’ve got nothing to leave here.
I’ve got nothing.
Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 12:35 AM UTC
I loved this place,
But now I know that it was temporary relief.
All I know is that I need to leave.
There’s no point in me staying,
There’s nothing and no-one anchoring me down
Not anymore at least.
Maybe it’s time I left.
I’ve got no one to say my final goodbyes to,
I’ve got nothing to leave here.
I’ve got nothing.
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