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Sep 2014
him
I can see his face clearly
I can feel his touch
I can hear his voice
I can remember every inch about him
               Do you think I will ever forget?
               'Cause I'm afraid that one day I will

And when that day come ...

I can no longer see his face
I cannot feel his hand touching my face
I can no longer hear his voice

That is when my eyes are open
        To see reality

That he's gone
               He's no longer around

{S.K}
Written by
Sena Kashiwazaki
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