This is Goodbye

You've watched me die once,

As I fell I reached for your arms,

Your back turned toward me

As you walked away

And then was when I knew

You were nothing to me,

So I let myself fall to my knees

I fell numb and had forgotten to cry,

Now I stand with a new air

Breathing as one would in life

Except dead this time.

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