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Without You


You're gone, Now I wake at the crack of dawn, Nothing left to hold onto makes me so blue, All there is to say may take your breath away, Because a world without you takes more than a few. Now i begin to bleed, so shall i begin to plead? I believed what you said, Now it seems I'm already dead. You left me here all alone, Now I'm turning into stone.

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