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Don't tell me your here, don't say you care.
If you really did you would have been there.

Don't steal my blade, don't beg me to stay
I'll be fine, I'm just slipping away.

Don't write me stories to keep me alive
I'm sure to please lucifer when I arrive.

Don't tell me sweet nothings or whisper my name
I'm leaving, floating to a new domain.

Maybe then I'll be glad, maybe this isn't my place
I'll be gone soon, I'm leaving without a trace.

I can't stay I'm too far gone I'm sorry to those who won't see me again except for in the paper.

Don't mourn me, if you cared you would have stopped this before it became real.

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