i | the loneliness of it all

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cold embrace meets the warmest soul;
oh how our love could last a life time if
i weren't a fool — but everyone makes
mistakes, but they never warn you of a
price you'll pay when you do such things.

and now i stand here, mourning for
the loss of my beloved, standing in
the agony and all the weight of their
hatred — i have always known the
darkness that lurks within me, maybe
it's time to succumb into the abyss.

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