As my heart leaks out of my body, I cry unable to hear my shackle voice, broken, beyond repair.... I leave behind a symbol of despair, a squall of non existant help, a cold shoulder of zero support, and a constant reminder of what I failed to accomplished, and the love of my life that will never come, A purple garland is what left as I bid farewell
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