bandage up my aging soul
I've been sleeping far to long
you sooth the sins that kept crawling
as we make our way together walking
its the end, and so you save
me, him, and everything.
you gave this story the best end
you went around making friends
so our time together, please don't erase
just so me and him can be saved
hold this heart in your hand
ill cling to this locket
and the pedals in my pocket
euthanasia
I'm sorry, brother, but its for the best
I'm sorry frisk, you're more than a friend
say your good byes to us tragic kids
that sleep at a grave in mount ebbot

a savoir complex, and a martyr complex meet. What's the worst that can happen? (Better things than you'd think, actually, but its still not enough.)

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