Last Breath
You were beautiful
You could have followed your Dream
You could have kept it cool
Kept your balance on the balance beam
Those tears in your eyes
You never should have hid
I guess no one relaized
You held everything in since you were a kid
You took a hold of the rope
If only people knew, there may be Hope
Hope for another day
Hope for another breath
But let the story unfold as it may
Because you wasted your Last Breath
And took the road to Death
As you tied that rope around your neck
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