when i walked out that day i knew it was over
the letter i wrote is wat i ment
but it kills me in the end
but i dont wanna do it
it hurts
when i think about the memories
it think im hung there
but am i
but im not
ive gotta let go
the reason why i die little at a time
is that i love so much
but when im depress
it seems all my fault
this is the one i dont want to let go
but when i see him
the memories hurt deep within side of me
if he knew how i felt
it'llk be like a dream so i hold on
to this little bit of hope i have
this little bit of hunger
a bit of faithfulness
this trueness of pure love
please someday set me free
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