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don't forget me!

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i look out the back window,
as the car drives away,
and i know suddenly,
that gone is the day...

when we used to laugh and talk,
about every single thing,
now all you do is mock,
and all the words just sting...

then i turn and look ahead,
and see emotions in a mix,
but with limbs made out of lead,
i cannot find a fix...

when finally my mind is set,
that you're the only one,
please, don't forget me yet,
or to my head i'll put the gun...





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