Forgive me for my indiscressions
I know not what I do
My heart and mind are breaking before you
A mere payment for the lessons I drew

Forget all the memories we cherrished
Allow them to be consumed from your mind
Decay will soon become the prescence
A definition for the refuse left behind

Leave me alone with death
He is sure to find a kindred friend
Telling me stories of the life meant for you
With the warmth of a close tender man

Don't wipe my tears in sympathy
They show what a heart couldn't tel
Consumed by only apathy
Another story forgone as they fell

Time the essence of everything
The great healer of great wounds
But time couldn't help what this mind can't see
That the staind of this pain is a tattoo.

All things are soon forgetten
As all things are meant to do
But this my love, will never decay
An emotion, a feeling, the vision of you.
 
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