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demise

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you hold my heart
with trembling hands
and i ask that you don't drop it

my heart is glass
and breaking fast
and i don't know how to stop it

you saved me once
and maybe twice
can you save me again?

maybe you can
third times a charm,
please steady your trembling hand.

i can't lose you
because if i do
i'll also lose myself.

i ignore the signs
and stay on this ride
although i know it won't bode well.

i've been broken enough
i've been made tough
so i know just how we'll end

it'll be the same
as your previous game
when you said you just wanted to be friends.

when we first met our demise
i'll admit that i cried
because i needed you here with me.

you walked away,
and left me to decay
will you do it again?

we'll see.

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