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If I could disappear,
Would you notice I'm not here?
To never exist,
Am I someone you'd miss?
I'd rather fade away,
Than to sit here and stay.
Emotionally dead,
For all that we never said.
I can't tell anymore,
If we're through.
Yet if it's true,
I'll say goodbye to you.
The hardest part is the hurt.
I never knew,
Becoming a ghost,
Would mean nothing to you.