Lonely Nights

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I held on to you a bit tighter.
Just for a little bit longer.
Because I know I had to go.
Without letting my tears show.
I knew I had to be strong.
The path I chose is long.
With no end in my sights.
I'm ready for these lonely nights.

You let go of me too soon.
In the light of a full moon.
On the bed we shared together.
Now where my dreams grow colder.
And wake with a tear on my cheek.
Knowing your gone I feel weak.
With half empty drawers in my sights.
I'm not ready for these lonely nights.

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