It's sad when the people who gave you the best memories become a memory..
Without You,
I feel so blue,
I thought we would last,
But now, you're part of my past.
This girl's soul died,
Because our paths collide,
Crippling sadness I feel,
Sooner or later it will heal.
Staring at a faded photogtaph of you,
And everything I see reminds me of you,
I ripped out all of your pages,
Because it's already useless.
Never knew you would mean this much to me,
Now you're just a stranger with a familiar face to me,
Your love for me is just a lie,
Now, it's time for me to say goodbye.
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