Time away.
I've thought this through.
A full ashtray, I'm outside of you.
I've been thinking, "Will she leave me?"
My time alone and you are here waiting for me to break but I am not changing.
I won't listen.
Apart from me, torn from the floor.
Honestly, I can't give you more.
I've been breathing since you left me.
I won't listen to you.
I'm not leaving with you.
Time away.
You've lost all control and I'm in need of this time alone.
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