I pull up to the stop sign
Will I change my mind?
I have done this before
And returned once more
I sit for a while and stare
Remembering the care
You so seldom gave
You were always so angry
Time and time again
I made excuses back then
Hateful words I can recall
The bruises and the falls
Will I now turn around
Go homeward bound?
No, this time it is for good
I am leaving this neighborhood
Leaving behind the abuse
Like a horse on the loose
Memories in the rearview
I will never, ever forget you
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