Final Bow

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When the curtain has fallen and the tears have dried up, and left with the questions will I ever see him again. Forsaken, abandoned left in this friendship alone, who can you honestly say will be there for you when I am gone. Tethered bounded by the strength of your lies yet I chose to go on standing at your side. Never good enough to make it to the main role this merry-go-round has finally taken it's toll. I begged and I pleaded hoping one day you'd hear but yet the same thing has happened year after year. I've tried so hard and fought so long without a clear definition of who I am how can I go on. Through trying and pleading with these words I throw in my towel who will love you more that I've taken my final bow.

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