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Sep 17
one last time I ask you,
get out from my head, forever
its beenΒ Β too long
to carry the pain of your memory,
the memory of losing you.

Can I die in peace
without your thought

You can come by to see the epitaph
You can say good bye at my grave

But now, let me die in peace
Written by
kalo zadukr  USA
(USA)   
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