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Giving Up

What is this feeling? So empty inside
So right and so perfect
I'm losing my mind
(If I ever had it)
If love was enough
If I could be strong and pick myself up
The floor is so cold
My bones feel like bricks
It takes so much strength just to cry - just to live
So I'd rather feel hollow,
Not quite being numb
I'll bleed out the poison and my life will be done
But this world will not let me
They say that I'm wrong
That there' s light and there's hope that was there all along
I could argue forever
Blind eyes never see
I will never be worth it and I'll never be free

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