Jacob Moore Biography

Memories of laughter rush throughout my mind,
While flashes of what we used to be appear.
From role playing at the part,
To lying in the fresh spring grass.
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I grow more depressed,
As her voice grow more feint.
I wait for the inevitable,
As I fall deeper into darkness.
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You've taken something close to me,
It's like a part of me is missing.
The pain is getting worse,
And the voices grow louder.
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Alone and afraid,
I stumbled in and out of relationships.
I started to lose hope,
In what I believed to be love.
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I sat and waited for the end,
Slowly fading from existence.
I've been used for the last time,
It's time to gives this foolish life up.
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