4. am i story you left behind?

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As I sing my last lines... I see your face...
You are distant and I can't make it there.
You brush me off...
but are bound to stay.

Tell me why do you drink your tears even when I'm there?
Is my presence not enough that you look forward to your death?

O' beloved... I am unable to speak the words that run through my head,
whenever I see you fade away.

Your words made me...
I'm a mess now,
Why don't you want me?
Those words prick my soul...
made me detrimental...

I can't breathe or let go,
How do you want me to stay...
If you push me and let me drown?

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