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Now I lay here alone again,
Listening to music that reminds me of her.
Is this how I am destined to end?

My love is lost to one who doesn’t know.
I search so deep for the smallest portion.

A life of losses is a full life too,
Full of pain and anguish.

I forgive those who have hurt me,
May God forgive me.

A true love lost is no more than a painful memory,
A painful memory, no more than a dead part of my heart.

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