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Where will I go from here?

its too soon to tell

I'm filled with fear

but I wish you well

all I ever wanted

was for you to be near

and all that you said

was "I cant stay here"

For the rest of the night

I laid in my bed

tears clouded my sight

I almost wished I were dead

then I knew I couldnt win

I had to give up the fight

my true fate crept in

and took away all my light

but even though

I feel paper thin

I'll let you go

a tear drifts down my chin

as I wish in my mind

that it wasn't so

wish I wouldnt have been blind

but how could I know?

that it would turn out so bad

and we couldnt find

love that we never had

or anything else to bind