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... you really love me, Or was that my role? I tried with all my might, To not shed one tear. But it stung like a bite, And then doubled with fear. Now i'm in solitude, Full of sorrowfull cries. I'm trying not to miss you, But i'm still thinking of our goodbyes. Untitled The edge is nearing, my death closer. My life rearing, under a planet size boulder. I watch my memories, flutter ...
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