A strong wind blows me over a breeze will push me on, down a long pebbled beach in the rain. I know that your not there and I live in despair it's the memories that I want not to fade.
You are gone now forever so there's nothing left to say, time runs through my fingers every-day. I will follow you on to the darkness where you've gone, I'll look for you in the next life come what may.
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