Gone
The sun stops shinning when I realize you are gone,
My heart skips a million beats as soon as you are gone,
What can I do to stop you from leaving?
I would give you the world but then I would be gone,
Although you seem happy with that,
When you are gone I am as blind as a bat,
Filled with so much shame I cover my head with a hat,
Every time I call you never answer your phone,
I just wanted to call to tell you I am all alone,
Nothing helps me now that you are gone.
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