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he was standing there

on the corner

looking out at the great sunshine

and I

I couldn’t breath a single breath

I couldn’t look him in the eye

though I had to try



but I . . .

I wish that I had a chance to see

what was right in front of me

what was there all the time



but I . . .

I just let it pass me by

though now I sit and cry

thinking him



I threw it all away

I thought I would have another day

another day to try

but now . . .

I see the time has past me by

and now I’m waiting here to die

goodbye