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I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, for being so fragile.
I'm sorry.
But I need to be this weak, for awhile.
My strength wanes.
Everytime, you'll see.
This weight is falling on my shoulders,
I need to break these chains and fall freely

This is a story,
Of a girl who rued the day, that she tried
It was my fault, all along.
Slowly sinking, away in my demise.

I know well.
I know well, just how to apologize.
And I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, for saying I am, all the time.
My strength wanes,
Everytime you'll see.
My wrists are red raw from these binds,
I need to break these chains and fall freely.

This is a story,
Of a girl who rued the day, that she tried
It was my fault, all along.
Slowly sinking, away in my demise.

So, open these pages, and read these words.
The pain grows stronger with every verse,
Tear them apart and rid me of this curse...

This is a story,
Of a girl who rued the day, that she tried
It was my fault, all along.
Slowly sinking, away in my demise.


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Penned by my hand on the 17th of Sarapin, in the year 425 AF.