It's hard to believe the end has come.
I won't say I'm not apprehensive about telling you everything.
This will be my work. I've condemed myself.
Let's not flatter ourselves - we're only as good as our trends permit.
I've been so fucking critical, but tell me who hasn't?
You have no idea what you were to me.
Now you've left these shoes to fill, and they're so stiff.
It's hard to start anew.
I won't say I'm not apprehensive about telling you everything.
This will be my work. I've condemed myself.
Let's not flatter ourselves - we're only as good as our trends permit.
I've been so fucking critical, but tell me who hasn't?
You have no idea what you were to me.
Now you've left these shoes to fill, and they're so stiff.
It's hard to start anew.
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