Breaking Up

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You bring me down,


It makes me frown.

Your judgemental looks,


Make me feel like a clown.

I'm leaving you,


Right here, right now.

I'm not your puppet,


but you never understood.

With you each day is a new blow,


Each day I feel a new kind of low.

I'm cutting you out of my life,


because I can't take it anymore.

I'm tired of you,


and tired of the closed doors.

You get on my nerves,


I can't take it anymore.

I'm leaving you,


I'm walking out of the door.

©Debanjana

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