DOMINIC RICCITELLO

that goodbye was like no other

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I looked you in the eye and said fuck you, walked down the stairs and just sat there.

I cried and realized I don’t have time. It’s taking over. It’s taking your soul and everything I used to know.

You can’t always beat the disease and it’s not like it’s cancer. I’m not going to dance for your conceited or please when needed. It’s all you and your endless blues. The way you demand and your heartless system of obtaining what you want. I’m not a clock that waits for time or strikes only when you need me at midnight.

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