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I might be gay... I think that I am. So how does it make everything okay when I sit in my room crying. Trying not to dive off cliffs into the sea. But soon I'll be just a memory. Just a mark checked off when you get to the morgue.. I'll donate my organs for sale. Give my eyes to the man who can see too much. Just to see if he can make it out alive after his massive fall into drug use and pills... I never went there. I tried but I couldn't lie. not anymore. Couldn't lie to save my soul. Even if it was still better. Tried to save you. Tried to break you too. Just a little. Show me how broken you are. And then I'll show you a world without scars. Without money or pain. Without the loss and gain of a friend in need. But it was for you, that I bleed. Bleeding bloody roses in the marketplace. So time after time, I realize I need a break from it all. But still, time will fall into my lap and I'll be free again. Just to touch your face, was enough. To life you up when you fell down.. It was enough just to know your name. To see your face. Now remember mine as you script me into the stories you'll tell. About a friend who loved you, and about a time that will tell the world that nations will survive on love alone. Cause that's all we'll ever need, to come home...

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I might be gay... I think that I am. So how does it make everything okay when I sit in my room crying. Trying not to dive off cliffs into the sea. But soon I'll be just a memory. Just a mark checked off when you get to the morgue.. I'll donate my organs for sale. Give my eyes to the man who can see too much. Just to see if he can make it out alive after his massive fall into drug use and pills... I never went there. I tried but I couldn't lie. not anymore. Couldn't lie to save my soul. Even if it was still better. Tried to save you. Tried to break you too. Just a little. Show me how broken you are. And then I'll show you a world without scars. Without money or pain. Without the loss and gain of a friend in need. But it was for you, that I bleed. Bleeding bloody roses in the marketplace. So time after time, I realize I need a break from it all. But still, time will fall into my lap and I'll be free again. Just to touch your face, was enough. To life you up when you fell down.. It was enough just to know your name. To see your face. Now remember mine as you script me into the stories you'll tell. About a friend who loved you, and about a time that will tell the world that nations will survive on love alone. Cause that's all we'll ever need, to come home...