Tears
Miscolor my sight,
And trickle down like the slipping time,
Til our last goodbye,
My head falls,
Loneliness runs out of control,
Laying beside you moments before
Our last goodbye,
A heart full of memories,
Is what you left with me,
This can't be the end.
My heart bursts,
To think of moments, time to come,
Spent absent from you, dear,
It's become seemingly clear,
That this time, right now, right here's
Our last goodbye.
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