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As you feel like letting go,
Letting go of everything
You can see the tears falling
Falling on the paper,
Smearing the dreaded words
"It's over..."

Those words you never want to hear,
Breaking the silence that was never there.
And you think that its just so not fair,
So not fair to happen when
You were just so happy.

Now you're broken on the floor.
Staining it with tears of pain.
Stains that can never wash away.
Your throat becomes sore,
And pain comes to your
Heart.  Feeling like it is ripped out
It still pumps on.
Still pumps on.
Still pumps on.

There is no remedy,
For those dreaded words you see.
They break hearts.  Cure others...
Broken girls...single mothers.
A piece is missing.
An incomplete puzzle.
It leaves you guessing,
Only guessing,
"What did i do to deserve such sorrow?"
You tell your friends,
They say it will be okay by tomorrow.

But you know its not true,
What they say.
Their words cannot make fate delay.
The end is drawing nearer
Second by second,
And your heart beating slower you can hear it.

You can give up and die now
Or you can live and keep getting pained.
If you die, the sky will not cry anything...only rain.

These thoughts the make you cry in vain,
These voices the make you go insane.
They keep crying, moaning, screaming you name,
"Kill yourself and end the pain."

Description
As you feel like letting go,
Letting go of everything
You can see the tears falling
Falling on the paper,
Smearing the dreaded words
"It's over..."

Those words you never want to hear,
Breaking the silence that was never there.
And you think that its just so not fair,
So not fair to happen when
You were just so happy.

Now you're broken on the floor.
Staining it with tears of pain.
Stains that can never wash away.
Your throat becomes sore,
And pain comes to your
Heart.  Feeling like it is ripped out
It still pumps on.
Still pumps on.
Still pumps on.

There is no remedy,
For those dreaded words you see.
They break hearts.  Cure others...
Broken girls...single mothers.
A piece is missing.
An incomplete puzzle.
It leaves you guessing,
Only guessing,
"What did i do to deserve such sorrow?"
You tell your friends,
They say it will be okay by tomorrow.

But you know its not true,
What they say.
Their words cannot make fate delay.
The end is drawing nearer
Second by second,
And your heart beating slower you can hear it.

You can give up and die now
Or you can live and keep getting pained.
If you die, the sky will not cry anything...only rain.

These thoughts the make you cry in vain,
These voices the make you go insane.
They keep crying, moaning, screaming you name,
"Kill yourself and end the pain."