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Sep 2013
White flag surrender,
I lay my weapons down.
I've run out of fight
Silence is the loudest sound.

I'm giving up;
I won't put up a fight
I'm done with this-
whatever this is-
And I'll blow out the lights.

I will bow down,
I will kneel.
But tell me, dear,
Is pride all that you feel?

Well, you've done it.
You have finally won.
Are you happy now?
Our love here is done.
Our love here is done.
awesomeamylee
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