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By Pyro-Knyght{J}

its not fair, for me to wake up every night to tears while someone else promised to take away her fears its not fair, i gotta make a choice that effects my life one step closer to this edge found the answers with my knife and its not fair, every time that image plays burned into my head its almost been a week since ive slept in my own bed well its not fair we have to go on living this way every mornings differnt cant find a path to go i only wish that no one else out there feels like this cuz id rather bite the dust one last time, i wanna hear and believe what you say but i dont know if i can go on living this way one last time, ill try my hardest to make things right dont know if i should take up arms with a differnt fight One Last Time, we'll say our goodbyes and have to watch those tears fall from our eyes One last time for us to start over again its like the blade of a saw that doesnt have an end always ever after just out of reach at least in the end we'll have lessons to teach let go, of everything you've ever held close you always have to give up what you care for most let go, of that which you never thought was real cause if you dont in the end someone else will steal let go, one last time of everything you'v had your eye on prepare your self for the future cause your past is gone Let go before you've held on way too long its like the bottom of a bottle and you cant go on nothings left for you down there anymore you gotta pick it up from the pieces you left broken else where....

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