sudden hit of sorrow

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I want to be the reason for the tears;
That come from within your soul.
And leave traces on your face,
Because throughout the years;
You left traces on my soul,
Making my heart race.
I want my presence to leave, traces on your soul as well.
So when I'm gone, in your soul I hope to find a place to dwell.
I started healing at the core,
Ever since I felt your presence.
Now the only death I can wish for,
Is my death before your absence.

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