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And thats it, another book closed by my own two hands,

My own doing, undoing, my own chaos creation,

She can’t take my life and love and i can only dream of hers,

Another one i never even had chance to really love has broken me down for my ways that i wont change, cause this broken record skips and starts again,

Goodbye you, we’ll dance to the music that isn’t playing at the end of the night.