Goodbye

You hate me, thats enough
For me to understand
That the world has now ended
And I alone must stand

Upon the edge of darkness
In a place without a name,
You have now won the fight
And I will never be the same

Let me ask you one last time
As a gift before I die:
Why did you claim to love me
When your love was just a lie

I hope that you'll be happy
And I hope that you'll feel free
And I hope that you'll remember
And sometimes think of me

Goodbye

Poetry © NightUnfolding 2004

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