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Why did nobody say it would be this hard?
Why did I let you play this card?

How do I stop the knife digging deep?
Why is the nightmare not only in my sleep?

If my heart could only stop beating for one,
perhaps I would not feel like my journey was done.

You're better off apart they told me too,
but all I can think is that I love you.

— The End —