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The nights are the hardest,

We used to sit and play,

Now there’s only silence

When the sunlight fades away.



Twas some years ago I met you

You were so kind and free,

We’d talk and talk for hours,

And eat cheese on toast for tea.



You told me that he liked me,

I said I don’t know what to do,

You took me by the hand,

And my life you led me through.



Now I sit in silence,

I wish you by my side,

One can only ask,

Why it had to be that you died.