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The thought is alive in your mind To deny it is futile, I can see it there festering behind your eyes The impossibility of the situation seems to escape your grasp You can’t even understand what you’re doing I know it’s hard to see but you know that this cannot last This will follow you into ruin How can you expect to save yourself from this? When every step that you take brings you closer to eternity How can you expect me to believe anything you say anymore? I don’t understand what could drive you to doing this But I know that this will not be the last time I can’t let you go through with this That would not let my conscience rest But you seem to be beyond help Listening to your admission of self deprecation The listening of your fallacies will be discontinued I’d say that this reminds me of another place I don’t know how this got so far along But I don’t think I can continue to hold on for much longer This will follow you into ruin I doubt your ability to save you from yourself When every breath that you take still denounces every word you say But as you’re falling under, I pray these words can reach you In your depths of despair, and that your solidarity will be erased. And I know you wanted me to see that you find yourself diseased But this is not a sickness; you’ve just polluted your own mind And this is the end of everything you know, now that your world is forever changed I hope that someday you learn from your mistakes, but it is obvious that’s not today Well I know you crave release, but remain on this path and you’ll find it stays out of reach This is not the answer There must be a better way Listening to your admission of self deprecation The listening will not occur again Your nihilistic opinions of yourself are getting old I’m sorry to have to say but it’s time you were told This is the final boarding call, all aboard if you want to be saved This is not the last you’ll hear of this, it will follow you to your grave

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