Not a single photograph,
Not a single proof
Remains of you
There's nothing
Left
Except in
My thoughts of you...
I guess you're eternal.
Goodbye.
Don't go.
Don't.
Go.
Not a single photograph,
Not a single proof
Remains of you
There's nothing
Left
Except in
My thoughts of you...
I guess you're eternal.
Goodbye.
Don't go.
Don't.
Go.
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