To bid farewell to an enemy can be oh so bittersweet
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this conflict ceases, now you feel calm and safe
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as the ragged curtain closes, ending and age-old struggle
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you always longed to win, but has left you isolated
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and overcome with regret
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perhaps you've lost your better half
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or maybe the struggle kept us both from leaving
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kept us both here
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Realization: Remorse
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| This Is Hell |
