Goodbye I hate to say,
my mind I wish to sway.
But this is for the best,
I lay myself to rest.

I take my last breath,
and walk towards death.
While you talk to me,
from the light I should flee.

But nothing you can do,
you now bid me adieu.
With tears in your eyes,
you shout your last crys.

"Nothing I can do,
even my love for you.
You're leaving too soon,
you little buffoon.

My love for you so great,
meeting you was my fate.
Promise to love you forever,
and break this promise I'll never!"

My regret great,
my ending I hate.
Have to leave you like this I fret,
not saying goodbye I regret.

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