Your eyes, mischievous and saline,
Your laugh, an airy insolence
Your hair,waves undone and shine
I will not forget... Your memory rife
Until I Breathe This life
Until I Breathe This life.
Your hand slipping from mine
Your shadow turning is gaze
Walking away....
Without turning... Into a haze
I will not forgive... The memory rife
Until I Breathe This life
until I Breathe This life...
Your illheral promises
Your smoky-fiery images your intolerant thesis
I will always hate.....your memory rife
Until I Breathe This life
Until I Breathe This life....
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