The Loss Of Me

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Do not mourn my loving kiss,

Do not grieve the loss of me.

I was nothing but a broken dream,

That you thought you could repair.

You soon realised i was damaged beyond repair.

I see the tears fill your eyes,

As you beg me to stay one more night.

My time has come where i must go,

Where you must live without me.

Ill slip away into the night,

Promise you won't forget me.

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