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I can see the future

as I watch every day become the same

I think I used to have a purpose

I think I used to have a voice

but now its all faded away



there is no love here

there is only pain

I can feel this hate begin to rise

as I lose more to this void

I know this is killing me



I remember how this all started

and I know how it will end

another day of this pain

another reason to let myself die

as every day becomes too much to bare



I wish I was with you

I wish we could've ended some other way

and now

now I don't know what I can do

as every day begins to fade away.