But as her eyes began to close
And her temperature began to drop
And the tears began to fall
I did not say a word
And as the black began to appear
And the funeral began to start
I found myself with a pen and paper
I haven't stopped writing yet.
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But as her eyes began to close
And her temperature began to drop
And the tears began to fall
I did not say a word
And as the black began to appear
And the funeral began to start
I found myself with a pen and paper
I haven't stopped writing yet.