With her fading smile,
on a faraway mile,
she waved me bye,
with her forced smile
The wounds I caused her,
Can't be heal by any therapist,
she choose me to be her
Until I shattered her heart.
The guardian spirit mocks her,
for putting her trust in flesh
and promise them to be fresh,
Day and night, that i will be there for her.
Her bye is toxic to my heart,
I could feel it
her faded smile,
remember me of her beauty.
Gone without a word,
like Pluto out of sight,
she left my world,
and waved my bye
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