Your End
The truth I cannot swallow
The world full of empty hallow
Mind spinning, I'm not winning
Confusioun fills the air
Dark thoughts hidden in a lair
Waiting to take hold, take control
It's only a matter of time, before it fulfills it's role
I wait in anxiety, for I know I'll regret
This darkness, the world will never forget
You just have to let it go, let me grow
Noone else will even know
Promise me you won't let it happen again
I'm sorry for faking my grin
And I'm sorry for taking yours
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