Leave me alone, can't you see I'm crying?
Don't want you near, my tears are drying
And I will feel anger bubbling up inside
So I do suggest you get out of my sight
I have had enough and yet I still am hurting
Wish I could avoid you, to happines reverting
Yet the past is real and the future is a blur
But in the present I must act, I'm sure
So instead of marking my hands with your blood
And before I call upon tempests, wind and floods
Go on, be a man and take the proffered knife
Stab your heart and die, make me a widowed wife.
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