Im tired
old man
your whip no longer
scares me
your stare
no longer puts me
to shame
you can't force
me to stay
and im not changing my mind
It's all made up
im leaving
first thing in the morning
I think it's about
time
I've been here for too
long
It's time for me to
go.
Im tired
old man
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