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Let go


I'm barely holding on, I'm slowly letting go

of this thing called reality, that's served its final blow

I can't keep fighting, I'm not moving forward

if anything, backwards, from this unrealistic torture

only getting weaker, tired of living

I can't find a reason for the fucks I'm giving

let's fade out to black as the show comes to an end

let the curtains close, with nothing left to mend

nothing left of the girl you once mocked, nothing left in her heart

you broke her down, piece by piece, until nothing was left to tear apart

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