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I'm Done

Every time you ran,
You always came back for more.
You were always knocking on an opened door.
As soon as I would pick myself off the floor,
You'd be back again.
Now it has become but a chore.
You've ran away once again,
But when you come back,
You'll be staring at a closed door.





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