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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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