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when you found me i was almost gone

you asked me why

when you stopped me from falling

i asked you why

why did you stop me it was what i wanted to do

i pulled you over with me

now were both gone

and its all your fault

you could have let me go

it was what i wanted to do

you killed your self trying to help me

but i told you not to try

i told you youd get hurt

but you didnt listen

now your gone