That is that

So there it is, it is final?

Perhaps your feelings were always fake, like vinyl?

So now I know what’s in store for me

Now I won’t ever be free

So what is life going to do to me?

Come on tell me, what do you see?

I was wanted and then suddenly not

You have power but you’ve forgot

Now the winter is closing in

Drowning me out and drowning within

So carefully you thought and chose

But attempted not, because of the woe

I am complicated, why would you want that?

So I will be gone soon, and that is that.

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