To You

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Those happy times when you were still around

to keep my spirits up with your support

and rose me up to stand on my own ground,

but now you’re gone, your life here was too short.

You left, gone past the point of no return

where I no longer hear that voice of yours

as pain in my chest slowly starts to burn

and bitter tears of ag’ny starts to pour.

Sorrow, darkness, all that I am left with

The world’s so cruel and cold, how can this be?

If only I could turn back time, just if,

I’d tell you that you mean the world to me.

But since you left, I have to just move on

and live the life you’ve set me up upon.

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