As I whisked along the soft tune,
You didn't notice the scars on my hips,
As merry songs filled the atmosphere
You didn't notice the forced smile on my lips.
You didn't notice the way I don't care,
About all the things I used to adore,
You didn't notice how,
I smiled a lot less than before.
As I now leave for another abode,
I hope we shall meet again tomorrow,
But don't you dare ,
stand at my grave and cry ,
As how can you
cry for someone you don't know???
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