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Oct 2016
I'm sorry I can't stay
But I'm getting washed away
I've been fighting for so long
And you know I'm not that strong
And we both know that it's wrong
But I just can't anymore
My tired old soul is sore
I know I'm supposed to seek help
But how'm I supposed to seek help
Just please don't cry
You couldn't have stopped this
please don't cry
you couldn't have stopped this
face it with a laugh and a grin
and please don't treat it like a sin
I was destined from the start
to completely come apart
it was unavoidable, really
you don't have to mourn me
it was written in my marrow
*so please just let me go
Deanna
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Deanna  Cambridge, MA
(Cambridge, MA)   
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