Talking's just a waste of breath and living's just a waste of death,
Happiness will subside but frustration never dies.
I no longer even know, where exactly the two-sided road goes.
My days are filled with despair, since I can no longer breath the sweet air.
I wish you were still here, but you've left.
And everyone has gone deaf.
Chaos and hate congregate, and open the door to our unknown fate.
I know, you're scared to walk through that door.
But, I can't walk with you anymore.
Please forgive me.
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