Promises you make,
So easily they break,
And words that comfort
Are a painful effort
To forget and erase
And dissolve your face
In the flow of time
Running quite and mime
You said that you would be
Always and forever with me
And each time when I cry
Every tear you will dry
And yet here I am alone
With nothing left to mourn
'Cos what was mine
Became thine
My heart, my soul
My life, all.
I miss your voice
The comforting noise
I miss your smell
I could distinctly tell
I miss your touch
Oh I miss you so much...
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