If it were any other day I would have made through.
But I guess our lives were on the line.
Yours was hanging by a thread.
And as the line began to snap with our heavy, cold hearts.
We thought of those we used to love.
The hatred and misery was just too much for the line to handle.
The tossing and turning made me slip.
Your life was yours to give.
But you still gave it up.
Your devotion made made less weight or was it the fact I was the only one.
And there I was hanging on.
The roller coaster of life was just too much. I had to let go!
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