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T.R.

T.R.

Before I Forget

I’m going to die
I know that now
For this I don’t lie
For I don’t know how
 
The words don’t come out
But I know what to say
I can’t die without
The prices I pay
 
For if I don’t say it
I will, then, offend
A friendship, I pay it
But don’t want it to end
 
To say I have lost you
I’m going to regret
To tell you I love you
Before I forget

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