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A sunset cannot paint what you are to me
And though your miles away
You're right next to me
A thousand words can't say what you were to me
And though you lay inside cold ground
You're next to me
It will eat at you
Yeah it eats at you
The torment of this life
The pain ＆ all it's strife
A sunset cannot paint what you are to me
A thousand miles apart and you're next to me
All the words you spoke are ingrained in me
You're screaming 'pick me up from the ground ＆ rescue me'
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