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You crawled away from me. Slipped away from me. I tried to keep a hold, but there was nothing I could say. You slid and crept away and there was nothing I could say. So what you're trying to say is you don't wanna play. But what you want and what you need doesn't mean fuck to me. Because I can see your back is turning. If I could I'd stick the knife in. This is love. This is my love for you. Get up. Now. Say you won't go.