Goodbye.

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I'm not sure I can do this.

There's too much kept inside.

There's too much to ignore now,

But somehow it needs to hide.

I wish my world could change,

I say amidst these lies.

But there's too much to throw out now,

And somehow they need to hide.

So I try to keep my cover.

Keep it smiles, keep it laughter,

Act like it's happy ever after.

At least it's better than these spiders that are

Spinning their webs inside.

I don't know what to do with them,

But somehow they need to hide.

And when I reach the day,

And when I reach the point at which

These webs are all too strong,

It'll have to end.

No rule to bend.

I'll have to say...

Goodbye.

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