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The words of a song that I thought I'd hear forever,
and the pain in my heart because I should have known better.
While you were in pain and suffering for me,
you were giving me gifts that I couldn't see.
Distant memories seem to be sent from above,
of cherished times in a house filled with love.
Late night talks, moonlit swims in the pool,
were just the beginning of a lifetime of school.
Knowledge always given and only love taken back,
and all the while your body grew slack.
I am so sorry for the pain that I caused,
only now do I see just what I've lost.
My memories of you I'll always hold dear,
with that sweet song echoing in my ear...
"Goodnight sweetheart, goodnight."