Get Out Please. Please, just leave me alone. It seems like every time my head hits the pillow, I'm with you again. And this can't carry on, it really can't, because waking up from you is beginning to get painful. I'll sit through my lessons and I'll remember how you taught me to dance on the soft, white sand. God knows where we were, But we were there, and it was perfect. It was so perfect. But this can't continue. I can't leave you every night, it just makes coming back all the more bittersweet. Get out of my dreams. Please. If you won't be there when I'm awake, I'd rather not dance with you at all.
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