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Feb 2013
That time has come, where the walls start to close in
My mind unravels and my thoughts cave in
My pulse is fast and my lips feel weak
How do you speak words that will make someone weep?
It would be easy to hide, to run and lie
But my heart would rot
And my soul would die
But conscience knows you deserve a proper goodbye
Margaret Mary
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Margaret Mary
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