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Sticks and Stones

I always do this, every time. 

I  don’t think before I speak my mind.

I think now I can see why

You’re moving on and out of my life.

We’re not meant for this.

Away from you is probably best.

Now that you’re gone, I can see

I’ve been waiting for you to walk out on me.

We’ll fight about something dumb again,

And you’ll tell me this is really the end.

This is something I can’t fix.

It’s over now. Goodbye and that’s it.

We’re not meant for this.

Away from you is probably best.

Now that you’re gone, I can see

I’ve been waiting for you to walk out on me.

Sticks and stones may break my bones,

But your words will always hurt ten times worse.