XI.

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now that you're gone
i miss you more than i realized
your crystal blue eyes
cloud my head

a story of what we could've been
replays like a movie
the whispers throw me smiles
but you're gone now

what could we have been
if i had said the simple yes
why couldn't i hold on
now i'm trying my hardest

but what good could it do
when you miles and miles away

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