End

Cry out, silence
Shake-break-crush me
Just skip all the nuisance
The good part really
Has no glory, flimsy

Tear down my heart
Just make it break
It's a waste on my part
Give me the heartache
Melted precious snowflake

Just hurry on to the end
Hurt worse with the journey
Fewer wounds to mend
Kill me cheaply, easy
Hide your knife bloody

Not worth the time
To have a little happiness
Always ends in its prime
Easy to be friendless
Souls left nameless

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