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Nov 2020
Nothing left


I got nothing.  Nothing I wanna say to you.  
Nothing that says what I'm going through.  
All the pain is unreal because I can't be this sad.
Just one day of happiness, is that too much to ask?  


Think what you like.  I like what I think.
I like when I sink deep into the pink.  
Feeling better than ever on my final day,
Is the only way I can say what I have to say.


Goodbye to you all.  Goodbye to this world.
Goodbye to the bad times and forget me for sure.


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