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Feb 2016
We used to walk
We used to talk
Now that you're six feet under
Until we meet, I'll always wonder

You used to make me laugh
You used to be my other half
Now that you're gone
I'm all alone

I miss your sweet kiss
I miss our bliss
Now that you're in eternal slumber
Our days are already over

I'm sorry if I ended it
But I must admit
I was satisfied
When I saw you died

Now that I'm free
Would you be
My next
ex?
Lacuna
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