~nothing~

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I've held on this long

I've held on this long

Oh, please don't let this be the end

Everything hurts

I don't know right from wrong

Every time I try to build things up

They crumble, crumble

And I'm left with nothing

🗯🗯🗯🗯🗯
This one's also a little sad, but, again, I was in a rough place mentally, so...🤷‍♀️
Poetry helps though.
-🌌

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