Choice

If I left,
They'd be very happy.
I'd be alone and scared.
If I left,
They'd finally get along.
I'd be lost and cold.
If I left,
They'd be a family.
I'd just be a figment of imagination.
If I left,
I'd probably stay away,
Until I finally faded away.
Now all I have,
Is a choice to make.
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