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Mar 2018
This is the beginning of the end.
This is the fall from grace.
This is the pain that's been given me.
This is the quiet disgrace.

There went the last bit of harmony.
There went the best chance I had.
There went whatever was left of me.
There went the good from the bad.

Now I have nothing worth fighting for.
Now there's no comeback to try.
Now there are shadows and emptiness
Now I just sit back and cry.

Don't tell me this isn't permanent.
Don't tell me things that aren't true.
Don't wish me well from this moment on.
Don't think I'm listening to you.

Leave me alone in my emptiness.
Leave me to drift in the sea.
Leave me and don't think a thing of it.
Leave me to be what I'll be.

Promise me you won't come in search of me.
Promise me you won't be the one.
Promise me you'll know it is finished.
Promise me you'll know it is done.

This is the road I will wander down.
This is where I lose my friends.
This is where the wall comes closing in.
This is the beginning of the end.
Written by
Stephen S
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   Paul Hansford
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