I can hear the angles calling
you spent your whole life trying to destroy me and everything I've ever done for myself. hope you're happy cause I'm waving the white flag. you win I'll be just going with life until the reaper comes for my broken,weak soul in the midnight hour. don't you dare Cry over me don't you dare raise a glass in my memory For you are not genuine. with that being said get off my grave and let me rest in peace The least you could do is leave me alone in death just like you did in life.
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