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All in nature ends in tragedy and I |
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Was the first to finally fade away from my |
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Grandfather's memories, and how long until the day |
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My memories of him finally fade away? |
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Dissolving into gray |
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Is breathing just the ticking of an unwinding |
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Clock, counting down the time it takes |
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For you to comprehend the sheer magnitude of |
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Every single precious breath you've ever wasted? |
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I did everything I could, I bargained with the universe |
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To take my life instead of hers |
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But no amount of money, drugs, or tears could keep her here |
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What purpose did her suffering serve? |
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Is breathing just the ticking of an unwinding |
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Clock, counting down the time it takes |
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For you to comprehend the sheer magnitude of |
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Every single precious breath you've ever wasted? |
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So much misery, so much indifference |
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To so much suffering, we can become tempted |
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By appeals to hatred |
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This world ain't nothing more than what we make of it |
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Revenge ain't no solution |
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To the inevitable pain |
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Every single one of us must face in losing |
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The kindred spirits in our lives |
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Lives so brief, so disappointing, so confusing |
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As Crone slipped away |
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I held her in my arms, reduced |
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To "please don't leave me |
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What will I do?" |
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But this cosmic sadness |
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Is just here to remind you |
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That without love |
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Breathing is just the ticking of... |
