Desperation struck gold.
Oh, my heart went cold much to quick.
Now it's cracking and no one's around to fix it.
This is the end.
"Let it be."
I can't stand the way I hurt you so.
Even I didn't deserve not to know.
Over and over I told you, "It's okay. Maybe someday.."
Even thought of foREVer; always and never.
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