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This personal pain
These personal tears
Seem to only
Compound my fears
The tears pour out like my misery
Of all the things
Not to be
You’re last words to me

Ringing in my ears like a bell
Sad words, that hurt to tell
“Brina just be here,” you said
“I won’t be here much longer”
Then you closed your eyes
and mine leaked
Tears of greed
I need, you
To be here

Never to hug
Nor to hold your hand
This road I walk alone
You’re the only one who’s known
How hard this person can be
On me.


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