Trust Me

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Maybe I should just leave you be,
I'm sure you don't need me,
In your Journey.

I'm just boulders,
Sitting on your shoulders,
Making your nights colder.

Detach me from your life,
Cut me off with a sharp knife.
I swear, I'll try to be alright.

Because I don't see,
Any way out of this tragedy.
I've been here before, trust me.

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