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It s like I m Fallen like an,
Angle with broken wings.
(You let me fall.)
Every day struggles are,
Drowning me in a sea.
(Of what I can t be.)
My time has come,
Don t miss me.
Don t miss me.
I m going to jump,
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
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It s like I m Flying from the,
Rooftops, to a sudden end.
Abused life trying,
To make it, Die in the end.
My time has come,
Don t miss me.
Don t miss me.
I m going to jump,
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
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And I m gone.
And I m gone.
Away,Away,Away.
My time has come,
Don t miss me.
Don t miss me.
I m going to jump,
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
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