A part of me has died, it was the piece that made me be.
Looking through these tears,
I think could I have prevented the loss?
Sworn I would not return here,
the deed is done, it`s out of reach.
But every step that I make just takes me down this path.
Promised myself, I`d make it through this but nothing fills this void.
When hope is lost, all you have is hate.
This is my cross to bear.
All this time that i thought I was strong,
now I know that I was wrong.
Buried beneath my own fears, I make my final wish.
To see beyond the tears and to live beyond the tears.
A part of my has died.
It was the piece that made me be.
Looking through these tears,
I think could I have prevented the loss?
No!
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