back bends and eyes avert in disgrace
last chance to salvage what might be left
you translate; try to transcend time.
you thought that you could hide
but we have found the remnants that remain despite your absence.
growing up i swore that i could trust you.
now i swear i can't trust anyone.
at least no one that i have found.
you might as well be dead to me so this is my goodbye.
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