(I know it's not Taylor but pretty good cover)
I don't want to leave, but I have to. For the good of the world. They can never know why, they can't.
I go into my Instagram and look at the photos my fans tag me in and even like a few. I post a photo of me and Mere with the caption 'rain came pouring down when I was drowning that's when I could finally breathe'. They'll think clean was going to be a single, boy are they wrong.
Maybe someone will understand, but by then I'll be gone to who knows where? I delete all the social medias off my phone, grab my suitcase and the cats.
"How did it turn out like this?" I ask no one. "How could this happen. Everything was fine but I screwed it up for myself." I cry out.
I look around at my now empty house grab the keys and leave for what will be my last time at my house.
I am finally clean.
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Gone
FanfictionSuperstar Taylor Swift just disappeared one day out of the blue. Some think she died and some think she just couldn't handle the hate. Now 10 years later a girl named Liz is off to find the truth, but what she finds may not be what she was expecting.
