All that remains is this pen
Not one family, not one friend
No more needing to pretend
That I didn't see the end
One life is all I got
So I thought I'd give it a shot
But my lay up wasn't so hot
Believe it or not
Silly me to assume
That I knew why your roses didn't bloom
Like a bride with no groom
You have self inflicted doom
Thoughts steady racing
Feet steady pacing
What is this I'm facing
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