Don't Go

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The loving kiss of death
The cold touch of darkness

Where is the hope I'm searching for?

Your sweet little kisses
Your gentle touch

Ah, there it is

As I long for life's hope, I'm being embraced by death's arms of sorrow.

But I'm just a man

As the life in my heart slowly fades away, I close my eyes and whisper

Goodbye

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