Where to begin...

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Honestly there are too many words
When I think way back when
When I could still be heard
When we were still friends
...i was happy then

So many good memories
So many smiles
But now,  I'm so empty
A smile? It's been awhile
I feel like I'm in denial

I guess there's just too much pressure
From rising falling and breaking
Nobody can really take pleasure
In constantly faking
I'm having trouble waking

I do I have to say
I tried my best
To throw it all way
In a futile conquest
To try and forget

This has been hanging over me
Like  storm clouds gathering for days
It's so dark now that I can't see
But I guess I can try to make it go away
So bring the April showers and let bloom the flowers of May


I have to tell the truth
To get this off my chest
So I go back to my roots
The memories I've repressed
It's time to let it go,  to let it die , to let it rest

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