That Day
It was a pretty night
Her eyes were so bright
When stood to say our goodbyes
I could tell she was keeping lies
And like lighting i was flying
As I looked up I could see two tears
Before I let the tear meet my face
I saw everything she was keeping
She was like stone sinking
My last thought is my love how could you
Keep everything I guess that why you jumped off too.
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