As perfection nears
And Time Stands Still
Stability Augments my Fears
The Thoughts of loss send me a chill
I have let go of all my tears
Overladen buckets spill
This will scar me for all my years
I am so sad it makes me ill
I hope this feeling disappears
For now I know that love can kill
 
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