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I want it to be gone away..
I want it to be gone for good, I want it to be cut and torn.. I want it to be tossed away. Nothing ever matters today.. No one ever cares. And as for me, people will say, Just another unforgiven soul. Just lost...forgotten.. Another withered face. Only to see her in photographs.. And memories of what once was. It gets colder each and every year.. And the lights get a little dimmer. Though our goodbye's were never made.. I will be there always. When your eyes are closed, And you sleep, and you dream.. Remember me, I'm not far behind, And I will love you always.
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