Goodbye
Maybe it was the law of nature, As the sun set, Crying blood instead of tears, So light and calm like a feather, A music was playing in my head. When no one was around, when we were high above, When we had no one, we were like two melodies completing each other. When you said your last words, Leaving without saying goodbye...
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