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The End Of A Love:
When the days grow cold
And the hardships unnumbered
I will not follow you to the abodes of Hell.
Deep in the nooks and crannies
You try to leave your traces
Of lies and deception, but it doesn’t work
Like acid you burn into my senses
I will not let you win this time
So go back from whence you came
You are no longer welcome here
Like a demon I will cast you out of my memories
All the lies and worthless affection
They will not bother me anymore
Goodbye.
I could have died with you
Now I just wish you were dead.