Reaching for those days that have now past, looking for
your heart, knowing it holds your love for me, hoping
to locate it and hold it close.
Yet you seem so far away, and I've died within, because
our love has been stolen from us by death in it's deadly
grasp.
How can I ever try to go on without it, tell me please,
that you'll be back soon, I couldn't bear it if you were
no longer here.
Life will be over on this earth if you are truly gone,
my dear, my tears showing me the truth, our love can no
longer be complete.
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