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Apr 2013
My sweet man, you don’t have me.
But, baby, you’ve got my memory.
And you’ll always have my love.
That’s one thing that never leaves.

How can one choose to control their life?
Tomorrow I’ll be in a collision and die.
Goodbye, Goodbye, my dear goodbye.
What’s life worth living
if you can’t say you tried?
So long, pain. Goodbye, goodbye.
I must look out for myself
and leave you behind.

What wisdom exists?
Who knows what I’m to do?
So many signs I’ve missed
That’s when I should’ve left you.

How can one choose to control their life?
Tomorrow I’ll be in a collision and die.
Goodbye, Goodbye, my dear goodbye.
What’s life worth living
if you can’t say you tried?
So long, pain. Goodbye, goodbye.
I must look out for myself
and leave you behind.

My first love
You’ve torn me down
Alone, alive, and always around

How can one choose to control their life?
Yesterday I was in a collision and died.
Good morning, my dear, Hi.
What’s life worth living
if I can’t say I tried?
How do you do, pain. I’m alive, alive.
I must look out for myself
But I can’t leave you behind.

My sweet man, you have me.
Baby, we have our memories.
And you’ll always have my love.
That’s one thing that never leaves.
For Kyle.
Elizabeth Roth
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Elizabeth Roth
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   Brody Sears
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