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Life
And I want to hold you in my arms again,
to scold at you,
your choice is yours,
and mine.
and i know the road may be weary,
and lonely,
but the truth of the matter is,
hold on,
and i will always be there.
broke a promise?
When have i been bad too you?
i'll be there soon.
and all i have left
is a bloody string...
that was the last bit of your life.
...And i will always remember you...