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How The Story Ends

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This is how the story ends,

This isn't how it begins.

My tears soak the ground,

my blood stains my skin.

My heart slowly beats,

and my head always hurts.

I live in a world of lies,

And those lies are my life.

I'm trapped in a world that I can't take 

Where everything's unrealistic and fake

I just wish that I could disappear 

Someone take me far away from here.

Show me a better place,

let my have a dry face.

Stop me before I lose it all,

Show me what I have.

Because this can't be how the story ends. 


 

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