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Don't Ask For My Forgiveness
Gone and yes
forgotten
none to less
and trodden
meaningless
under dressed
I am a mess
not even second best
too often .
Days go by
the months
the years
the lows
the highs
my eyes
my ears
things pass time
but don't come near
happy times
I'm dying here .
I know that it's Christmas
but don't ask for my forgiveness .
forgotten
none to less
and trodden
meaningless
under dressed
I am a mess
not even second best
too often .
Days go by
the months
the years
the lows
the highs
my eyes
my ears
things pass time
but don't come near
happy times
I'm dying here .
I know that it's Christmas
but don't ask for my forgiveness .
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