This love is poison,
Consuming everything I own.
Those things from old battles I won,
I had to throw, now they're gone.
The hardest battle nearly ends,
I hate to admit and can't amend.
This battle I fought is already over,
Even before it even begins.
The vocal ending is near,
Hours I wait before the execution.
I am scared, Somebody Please help!
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