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You stabbed me
You stepped on me
You hurt me
Why didn't I leave?

You made me cry
You told me lies
You took everything
Away from me.

You tell me you love me
But everytime I turn my back
It always seems like
You're getting ready to attack.

I shouldn't stay
I should leave
I can't do it
O God, help me please.

I don't know what I'm still doing here
I don't know why I haven't dissapeared
Maybe this is how it should be
Maybe everyone is out to hurt me.