Let Me Go For Old Time's Sake

Hush my dear

Shed no tear

Keep it all inside


Turn your head

As I go to bed

And utter not a sound


Love has no respect for me

Waste not your devout sympathy

On a such a lowly being


Please embrace another

And forget the other

To preserve my dignity


Goodnight my friend

Steadfast until the end

I need to be a memory


When we lock eyes tomorrow

And your hear fills with sorrow

Forget that this creature is no longer me

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

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