Like a jab at my heart, you took my other part. I used to twitch and fumble, now all I can do it crumble. So if this is the end, my heart will not mend. It will but fad to background, with out making a single sound. Thank you for this all, giving me life and setting me up tall. But like you did a while back, I feel as though God is what I lack. So I give it all up, because half-empty is my cup. I give it away, for I will no longer stay. I will cut this tie, and now I say Good-bye...
I wish you a happy life,
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