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Jan 2014
I'd abandon all my friendships
in my last dying breath
say sorry to my family
about the trouble I had left

Cry because I wont see
the first person that I loved
with every inch of my body
that would soon be stained with blood

Take my mothers hand
and ask her to forgive me
I was your greatest gift
but that gift is quickly fading
Its all my fault I got this way again
I lost too many battles
that the war looks too hard to win
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