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Death

Alone inside
with nowhere to hide
I hear the sound of lullabies
filled with nothing but lies

I should be sad
but instead I'm glad
with death not far away
here are the words I couldn't say

Don't be upset
you're the on thing I don't regret
I need to know you loved me
and the reminder of why we weren't meant to be





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