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It kills me that you don't understand When you're all I have left I've lost everyone and everything in this past year You cry because everyone has left you Well I'm crying because everyone has left me too I have no one but you and I don't know where to turn Because you're trying to pull away Who am I to say no To what makes you happy, so go You don't even realize I'm dying inside Because I have no one left They all walked out the door, or I pushed them I don't have anywhere to turn when you aren't around And that scares me What am I supposed to do on nights like these I want friends to turn to But I watched them all leave and I let them I don't know what to do So I'm going to let you go too I can't drag you down in this crashing plane The faces of friends past driving me insane Have a good life, it's been a nice while it lasted Goodbye That's the only word i can think to say to the one Person i have left Isn't that just ******* fantastic?
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Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 11:28 PM UTC
Goodbye
It kills me that you don't understand When you're all I have left I've lost everyone and everything in this past year You cry because everyone has left you Well I'm crying because everyone has left me too I have no one but you and I don't know where to turn Because you're trying to pull away Who am I to say no To what makes you happy, so go You don't even realize I'm dying inside Because I have no one left They all walked out the door, or I pushed them I don't have anywhere to turn when you aren't around And that scares me What am I supposed to do on nights like these I want friends to turn to But I watched them all leave and I let them I don't know what to do So I'm going to let you go too I can't drag you down in this crashing plane The faces of friends past driving me insane Have a good life, it's been a nice while it lasted Goodbye That's the only word i can think to say to the one Person i have left Isn't that just ******* fantastic?
This is **** But i'm crying. And angry. And I don't know what to see, feel, think or do. So I write.
stephanie-carlson
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Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 11:28 PM UTC
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