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Decision

The night is passing so slowly
My decision still cannot be said
At times our love raged like a fire
Then yesterday I wished you dead

Incessant rows grow like a cancer
So many hasty things are said
The slamming door, the revving engine
Are humming in my weary head

So easy to sit here for hours
And still not know what to do
Kidding myself it's all finished
When really there is only you