Save me.

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You can't save me.

It's a little too late,

My fears have already claimed me.

My strength fades,

And slowly,

I start to cry.

I feel my soul leave,

I'm already beat,

And all I ask now,

Is that you let me accept defeat,

Because you see,

And as I've learned,

I'm not worth fighting for.

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