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No Time Left
I’d sit and read your letters
I’d cry again
I burned them long ago
Was only way to hold you then
Through paper
I burned them page by page
The plans we made
Another chance to spend together
what life would grant us
Time has ran out
Emperor of maladies
Has taken you from all who love you
Now only delusions
Of what could of been for us
Burning in my mind
I’d cry again
I burned them long ago
Was only way to hold you then
Through paper
I burned them page by page
The plans we made
Another chance to spend together
what life would grant us
Time has ran out
Emperor of maladies
Has taken you from all who love you
Now only delusions
Of what could of been for us
Burning in my mind
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