This year I am gone.
Left where I did not belong.
To be hated is wrong.
I have moved on.

This place was not for me.
You people broke a part of me.
Your bad karma you can't even see.

I gave this a chance.
There was no romance.
The work place was a disgrace.
You all will soon forget my face.

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