.I'm forgetting the days when my life made sense. I wrote the script to it on the back of a piece of paper, with blood and a tear. An ode to saying goodbye. And no matter how hard I tried, I felt more dead then alive. I'm so sorry, its much too late, and my pen is running out of ink. It hurts just to.
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