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Coming Down
We make jokes about who left who first
Could you see that I had to hold back?
Force a smile, when all I wanted to do was sit in bed and cry
As I tear down our wall, cram my shit into containers and bags, unplug the phone
I want to run away
and not come back to the realization
that you and everyone else will be gone
when I come back
You left me first!!! i miss you!!!!!!!!!!