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[squeegee]

If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want, I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again and you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age, I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold, a heart that's harder than stone and it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself, I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out.