Anna Vessa

My Farewell

I'm tired of trying,
Too tired to hide.
I just can't take it
The world's gone by.

I've withered and worn,
Torn straight to the soul.
No feeling of anguish,
No emotion at all.

Guess it's just time,
Goodbyes past due.
To go on is a sin,
So I bid you adieu.

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