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FOLLOW WORDS OF FAREWELL: Spotify: Apple Music: Facebook: Instagram: MERCH: LYRICS: Proudly I tread through the shadows with my head held high Still, I find myself in the daunting arms of trepidation (again and again) As I seal these pages with a sigh, bewailing my profound loss of innocence A curse can be a blessing cause with each letter I write history Collecting scars of a vacuous life in but poorly scribbled words Hear me, in the aftermath of hope lost to time I am telling you stories to forget Yet I see your gleaming eyes delving into mine, with every single line To rid myself of the torment, I keep on desperately screaming into the void these delusions of a sorry defeatist Whispers of death and sorrow, dire thoughts I must turn into verse to bail, to
