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I always forget
But there’s nothing left of me to sell
Every time I close my eyes
Cross my heart and hope to die

Holding my heart, forcing my hand
To the graveyard

Despite my already torn heart
Everyday I try to drown my heart.
No worries if I fail tomorrow’s a new day
Another chance to fade away

by.nobonumb