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wish you were here.
You made me feel alive;
the sun to my darkness.
we played in the rain,
which I've come to hate now
because it brings back
the memories of you.
I remember your smile,
just like your mother's.
I meet her sometimes
and the sadness behind...
the sun to my darkness.
we played in the rain,
which I've come to hate now
because it brings back
the memories of you.
I remember your smile,
just like your mother's.
I meet her sometimes
and the sadness behind...
