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You don’t own me,

So please don’t hold me

Or tell me the things

That I want you to say.

You have been like a poison to me

And now, at the most,

I am in a bad way.

You don’t know me

So don’t touch me like that

Or move your soft hands

Down the small of my back.

You have been an addiction to me,

And now, at the most,

I’m in rehab for that.

You don’t love me,

So don’t stroke my face

Or snake your warm arms,

Around the front of my waiste

You have been like a torture to me,

And a pain that i’m finally

Ready to face.