Fade

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Parents think we put on a show

 But wait till they truly know

The cuts were meant to tell,

 the story of our hearts that fell

As you look upon your troubled past,

Just realize that life is not meant to last;

So as you spend your days on Earth

 Don't feel the need to go just yet on the dark path of a hearse

 For all you know, your love could be around the corner

Do you really want them to be a mourner?

But for some that may not change their mind

For the end is near in their lifetime,

 Because of the choices they made

 All they want to do is fade...

 

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