Please believe me that this is all I have to give, I gave you my last breath and you left me
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with nothing. A faded picture is the only thing that's left, but will you even mourn? Tonight is
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the night that you fulfilled this doubt as you walked out. Please belive me that this, this is my
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dying wish. I cannot block it out or learn how to forgive. I've lost and I've bled for words you
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never said. They're burying the dead, but will you even mourn? 'Cause you, you've lived your life
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by bringing fire to douse a blaze as we walked through the mines, you left me alone to find my
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way on this, my dying day.
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My Dying Day
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| Moments In Grace |
