You can come but I am going down
I’d rather not bring you to this part of town
You can follow but I must warn you so
Your condition is hollow and I have to go
You can spy and I wish you all the luck
However, I no longer give a fuck
You can cry and wish us all goodbye
But I know it’s just another crafted lie
You can idle and point your finger in blame
But I’m still out of worry all the same
You can get angry and cast a witch’s spell
But it doesn’t work for someone already living in hell
You can cry to God or even Lu
But even they don’t care about you
You can borrow or beg or change your fold
But you lost the most when you lost this gold
You can pretend and say that I never did matter
But here’s another problem you never did factor
I’m going going going gone
And I’m not even bothering to write a Dear John
© Delia Ross. 2019
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