I don't want to leave, I swear I don't. My heart screams at me to stay, but my mind knows that staying will cause me more destruction.
-War
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PoetryFor him, when he hugs me, he makes me feel like I'm coming home after a long day at work.
The bad of the good
I don't want to leave, I swear I don't. My heart screams at me to stay, but my mind knows that staying will cause me more destruction.
-War
