Is it all just a shade

Is it all just a shape, a twist of fate, that leaves me open Will it all fade away, from my life, and leave me broken It's all just game, as you left me here to wallow It's all been a fake, and it's hard to swallow

And I wither away and die Tomorrow's just another day to cry I wither away and die Clip my wings, without you I can't fly

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