Slowly Fading Away
When I close my eyes,
I can see his slowly fading away.
When I touch my wrist,
I can feel his blood clinging to my skin.
When I hold my hand to my chest,
I can feel his heart beat,
Slowly Fading Away.
When I close my eyes,
I know this will be forever.
When I touch my wrist,
I can feel the scars he unknowingly caused.
When I hold my hand to my chest,
I can feel my heart beat,
Slowly Fading Away
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