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In a brink of a moment As happiness grows strong, A single ‘I love you’ spoken But, time still moves on. He drowns in the room, Alone, as emptiness creeps He stares at the walls, For his lost love, he weeps. Guilt haunts him first, His chest feels wrong, On a suicide mission He moves along. |
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