I don't need you to hold my hand and teach me wrong from right,
I just need you to hold me close and tell me It's alright.
I keep having these dreams your leaving me but when i wake your here,
So tell me lovely are they false or has the time come near.
For you to go your seperate way and leave me here to cry,
To wonder of death and ask myself "would it be easier to die"?
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