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Mar 2012
Friend truer than true
That warmly feeling
Through and through

Time flies when you’re having fun
But no one said that all this pain
Could be cured by ***

Time has stopped and so have you
This is where my train stops
And I am due

Intro is my song you say
Clear as night
And bright as day

No words ever could do me as much harm
As the words that I’ve metaphorically carved
into my arm

Not your fault and nor are you to blame
Stop selling yourself short
Stop playing this game

My time here is growing shorter as you see
My head is killing me softly
and ever so slowly

This isn’t your fault, please believe me
If I cease to exist here
It’s because I’m greedy

Although my time here is quickly due
I want you to know
I never gave up, on loving you.
Shane Carmichael
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