streams of memories slowly fly .
Glimpses of your smile would poison for awhile
but now I can't assure that there could be a cure.
I can't let go with what I've already grasp
only to tell you that you've already gone to past.
I lie to your face it's cause I'm scared to embrace
that you're ready to leave while I can only stay.
As the day breaks and the night begins to wake
the bonds that kept us close and strong is
no longer the world where we belong.
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THAT'S HOW YOU DO
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