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I hold her as she cries
I tell her I don't want her to die
But she is slipping away into nothing
I hold her tight but there's no hope
Shes faded away and I'm in her place
She won't return
I'll be doomed to her fate
Condemned to play a part she played
A restless lie,
I'll be forced to play
-s

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