The End

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I’m walking a thin line,

I’m running out of my lifeline.

They’re letting go, they’re moving on

How come I’m so far gone?

 

Why am I so worthless?

My life so pointless?

Feeling like this, brings me down,

Deeper than the cold, dead ground.

 

I’m giving up, I can’t continue,

It hurts too much, I can’t make-do,

The laughs, the stares,

The midnight nightmares.

The truth, the pain,

I’m not to blame.

 

In the end it’s all in vain,

They’ll never even call my name.

It’s too late, I’m fading away,

I won’t come back another day.

 

The end is near, I hold the knife,

Continue on without my life.

No more blame,

No more games.

 

 

I’m giving up, I can’t continue,

It hurts too much, I can’t make-do,

The laughs, the stares,

The midnight nightmares.

The truth, the pain,

I’m not to blame.

 

The darkness begins,

The word, it spins.

It seems so easy, and so it is,

But I don’t really want to live.

 

The laughs, the stares,

The midnight nightmares.

The truth the pain,

I’m not to blame.

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