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You brought me up high,
I felt like the newfound king.
You took me to the sky,
And I began to take wing.
Oddly then, that my mind,
After basking in your glory,
Should see, and should find,
That you hold no place for me.
I realize, and I plummet to Earth,
My heart is hopelessly lost.
And in its new undead birth,
I think it wasn't worth the cost.
Thanks to friends, may you see,
That they took the love from me.