This is it,
I cannot stay,
Time to pack me up,
Lock the past away,
Pass me that cotton wool,
Wrap up my mind,
Feel the highway's pull,
Remind me how I was blind,
Time to walk out of this trap,
With this big roll of bubble wrap,
Now prepared for life,
And other loves,
Now that of you,
I am free,
So get out the tape
and help me,
Just seal off this last one,
The cardboard box with my heart,
Now old, tired, and done.
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