I cried a dozen times When it was time to say goodbye I felt like smoke But you were my fire I knew you couldn’t come back But I still wished so I knew you couldn’t hear me But I still thought so Why won’t you do something? Won’t all my prayers work? Why won’t you cry back? Don’t you hear me sulk? Is it really time to say goodbye to you?
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