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Description
I built something here but now I have to leave.
Dead ends cant be denied
They demand you to grieve.

Doom sets in as I stare ahead.
My eyes already dead,
Palpitations in my chest.

I'm one who likes to torture myself until the very end.
Ignore all the signs,
It could work, just pretend.

But that makes the collision the more cataclysmic.
That makes the breakdown all the more tragic.
That makes the suicide all the more certain.

Description
I built something here but now I have to leave.
Dead ends cant be denied
They demand you to grieve.

Doom sets in as I stare ahead.
My eyes already dead,
Palpitations in my chest.

I'm one who likes to torture myself until the very end.
Ignore all the signs,
It could work, just pretend.

But that makes the collision the more cataclysmic.
That makes the breakdown all the more tragic.
That makes the suicide all the more certain.