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A part of me


I didn't know what went wrong, what made her walk away?
I tried to figure out, but nothing she would say
For my questions pestered her, my tears made her embarrassed
I never wanted to be a priority, but a little love was all i expected
I still kept giving, giving in day and out
But all went in vain, when all she beheld were doubts
doubts of an uncertain tomorrow,as she told me, i have to go
My dreams, my wishes, my love were shattered in a single blow
I stood by the balcony, looking into the thin air
I clung onto her picture,  crying silently so that no one sees
All i begged my fate, was a sight of hers
Occupied with things important , she had moved on well in life
It was never tough for her, for i was another man by her side
She thought i must be over her by then, least was she aware that i died each day
I moved out, i had forgotten how it felt being loved
I seek a place to pour my heart out, i looked below and above
When saw no place to confine, saw no place to cry my heart out
I kept walking toward a dead end, against the fate i have enough fought
I reached the valley, stood there high, saw down the abyss and looked behind
When saw no one who would call me back,i let my body be taken down by the wind
They located my body amidst the woods, with a note in my head clutched tight
And a picture of her in my hand
It read "I will love you till I die",
Don't let her known of my death,
She might live life in guilt,
Just tell her I went to a place afar,
And though I loved her still"
I stood there while lay my corpse; a  kid asked me who he was
I told him "a part of me...."

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