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As the days go by


As the days go by I don’t know what to do 

As the days go by I get lonelier

As the days go by I wonder why

As the days go by I think and I think

As the days go by I miss him more and more

As the days go by I feel feeling I don’t want to feel

As the days go by I want him here

As the days go by I sit and stare

As the days go by I feel myself losing myself piece by piece 

As the days go by I go to the graveside

As the days go by I visit him 

As the days go by I ask myself why wasn’t it me

As the days go by I ask myself why did it have to be him

 
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