Tired...
Tired...
Oh so tired...
Slipping slowly
Not opening my eyes
If I do
I'll see the end
The end I do not want to know
I refuse to see my end
Even if it means I have to lie
To keep myself from knowing
But deep down I truely know my end
Getting closer to the ground
I still keep my eyes shut tight
Lying to myself
Final distance
I open my eyes and cry the last days
I see my end
A death without ever saying
"I love you" to you in my life
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