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.thedownfvll

How bad do you wanna leave?
How deep are your scars?
How many people have you tried to please by leasing your heart?
How many many times have you seen,
The pain up close.
The ones that you love the most,
Vanish in the air like cigar smoke.
You're tired of being strong.
You grow fatigue with these false promises, and the thoughts of crying with pleads.
I'm killing me slowly to love you right.
I'm stabbing my soul just to make you feel whole.
Does this make you happy?
What more will you wish to take?