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I should open with a kiss for if you're reading this |
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You must have opened up your case |
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And found this letter where I placed it |
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In between the silk and lace |
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There were other clues like your walking shoes |
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But I still refused to believe |
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That you were meant to be the first to leave |
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Everybody here sends you their love |
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How could I forget you still walk above or below |
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Perhaps you'll never know this purgatory |
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We never could agree there's a thought, there's a pause |
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No time to repent, eternally yours in a permanent lent |
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But if I should give you up |
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If you're right and life just stops |
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And I never see your face again |
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Then from unearthly pleasures, proud and plain |
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I shall abstain |
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Till you realize, my loss is your surprise |
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Unless you know otherwise then don't grieve |
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You see I had to be the first to leave |
