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when your gone ..

I feel like I've been shot by a gun
you brought light to me like the sun
and the memories of you all gone
when you left, it meant were done,
but i can't help but love
but your way above
I don't think your coming back down
when the thought of you pounds
deep in my heart
you're the color of my art
that keeps me from the dark
when you left, you've left a mark.





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