oh, am i still who you'll think
of
when days remind you, dear;
when i am gone, gone far away
to have you wish me near?
as stars bequeath my memory
to you, and you alone,
will you think of when we danced
in fragile somber tones?
beneath the muted silver skies
while love turned to debris,
i swear i never thought you less
than what my dreams could be
but i must go, yes, go away
to save your precious heart,
from all darkness that i am
as my soul falls apart
when days remind you, dear;
when i am gone, gone far away
to have you wish me near?
as stars bequeath my memory
to you, and you alone,
will you think of when we danced
in fragile somber tones?
beneath the muted silver skies
while love turned to debris,
i swear i never thought you less
than what my dreams could be
but i must go, yes, go away
to save your precious heart,
from all darkness that i am
as my soul falls apart
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