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Underneath this pretty smile,
Lies a world of pretty little lies.
Depths of sorrow anger and fear,
A dark memory, another tear.
The 'Don't give up' the 'I love you',
'There's a light' the ' I got you',
It's just a simple line for you,
But who's slowing dying? Is it me, or you?
My heart is strong,
It's just as heavy
It won't be long till I am ready,
Ready to leave,
Ready to go.
To forget it all,
To be gone.

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