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For a glimpse
I had you in my arms
For a moment
I hold your cool hand in mine
For a stolen second
I kissed your roughened lips
For that chapter
Have to be buried
For those episode
Have to be forgotten
For all that I am
Will never be yours
For all that is yours
Will never make it mine
Teach my heart to forget
Scold my mind to regret
Hollow.. Empty.. Deserted..
Let me gather
Pieces of my heart
Splinters of my memories
And shove them under
Your doormat |
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