Goodbye
I close my eyes and see you there, the perfect picture not even a tear. I remember the good times that we had, the bad ones were to hard to bear. I open my eyes and look to the sky, I thought for a second I seen your eyes. I tried so hard not to cry, for all I could think about was that last goodbye.
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