Tinted

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It's not fair you know
To tint my days with death
It's not fair you know
That your memory takes my breath
It's not fair you know
That those paths take my smile
It's not fair you know
That you were only here awhile.

And I know that's not how you would have it
But I can't seem to help the tide
The pull from that grey ocean
Where memories abide

I don't think you ever saw my tears
You never heard me cry
But all my teardrops rose for you
The day you up and died

Now my mind owns the picture
Of a thousand times forgot
And it won't release the image
No matter the times I've fought.

Yet I hope you can't see my suffering
From wherever you are
For I'd hate to dim your eyes
When I hope they own a million stars

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