never too late for goodbyes
My love once my king, our love was compashion, our fellowship
to everyone was unique an ways, then one day you said to me
" i can't going down this road with you, i must move on nor shall i stay. "
- its never too late for goodbyes - forever rest in misery but i still love you
you hurt me bad my captain, once my king, once my love, our love was compashion
our fellowship to each other ... is over nor i shall never stay like this... one day just one day
ill move on " my king "
so its never too late for goodbyes.
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