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Friends Fading Into Memories
The rose grows
Up the gravestone
New buds sprout
One for every tear
I bled out
Memories are grey
Silent and haunting
Your name is sacred
It almost hurts
To even hear it
Lungs collapse
Time will pass
I'll cherish us
From first moment
To last.
Up the gravestone
New buds sprout
One for every tear
I bled out
Memories are grey
Silent and haunting
Your name is sacred
It almost hurts
To even hear it
Lungs collapse
Time will pass
I'll cherish us
From first moment
To last.
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