part of me died
that day
part of me stayed to wait
till you come,
part of me cried
part of me forgot all that
and moved on
carried on
I just miss those parts of me
which stayed to stay
which prayed every day
I confess
I killed me
at that time, at that place
I was begging for more life
but I decided to stay
I killed me
at that time, at that place
I was no longer me
I am no longer me
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