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[cliche_you_say]

its clearing out the shelves and making the boxes glow
that makes getting you out of my mind so slow
your empty face and empty promise
loves solemn time and drawn out comments
those awkard moments and ever longing silences
your words are what make me jump on a thought
write this song , and pour out my heart
to ease your memories i'll gather the tragedies
glue them together and implant them in modern day
to erase your face i'll shake my head
i'd honeslty be better off dead
I hate you with all of my heart
and I love you all that I can
my body can only take so much
you've honeslty got that fatal touch
i've been shutting down for what seems like months
the day I met you was the day I set my deathwish
you'll never know how much you killed me
how much you made me want to end
but isn't that the current trend?
I was never one for fads
So this can't end that bad